There are days when the thunder rolls louder inside us than outside. Irritability rises. Tears linger. And self-blame whispers a lie. You pray, but peace feels delayed. You try to change, yet the mood clings tighter.

A poem from the perspective of a Christian with chronic depression tired of the daily struggle, pain and heartache the illness causes

Dear Lord above, I come to You in shame, For I have caused them pain, I am to blame. The sorrow I have caused to those I love

If you are blaming God or struggling with accepting God is good, read His Word (the Bible) and ask Him to reveal His goodness to you.