Things just aren’t right.  Lord, I know we are in a fallen world.  But we are your people.  Why do we get so caught up on pushing other people down?  Why do people have to use me to make themselves feel better?  Why won’t people just ask me when the see things that just aren’t true?  Why?  I love.  I care.  I am here to serve all of us.  And yet I am ridiculed.  I am lied about.  Lord, I guess you do know how I feel.  Give me your strength.  Give me your courage.  I don’t know if I can walk beside you.  Please carry me.