I feel very worked up right now. Lord, make my heart at peace. Anger (and/or distress) has a very dangerous ability to eat away at ones soul. Lord, don't give evil that victory.
"The house of my soul is too small for you to come to it. May it be enlarged by you. It is in ruins: restore it. In your eyes it has offensive features. I admit it, I know it; but who will clean it up?" -St. Augustine.
"And I feel thunder in the sky
I see the sky about to rain
And I hear the prairies calling out Your name." -Rich Mullins
"Lest I die, let me die so that I may see it." -St. Augustine