God,
God, I want to use this opportuniy to set free my Uncle as my inner God and inner caretaker. Uncle Greg has been a kind of God and/or saintly figure for the majority of my existential-existence. After Dad left, Uncle Greg sort of took the role of chaperone and it has always been that way since then.
Please allow me to set him free as the image of God. He brought me to this place, he was but an instrument of God, but now I no longer need him to represent me as human consciousness.
I have to turn all of these subjects, including Gretchen, into the heart of God. They were merely instruments of His creation and now I have to let them go. Also Beth and Shelby. I need to deliver them into the holy spirit. To God, who has all control and all power.
I am powerless over all forms of suffering and all victims of substances, pain, and panic. I can let go and rest in silence of Gods hope for me.
I am a workaholic. And as a workaholic, the greatest gift I can reward my self with is rest. Because rest is really want my heart-body-brain needs.
Thank God that God is listening.
Help me to achieve this act of surrender. I cannot do it without God.
Silently Anonymous,
-The Archer