Carlos Whittaker posted this, powerful stuff people.
Sometimes I cuss in my conversations with God.
When I’m at the end of it all…
Weeping…
Sobbing…
Doubting…
Screaming…
Cursing…
Retreating…
And you know what?
I think that He hears a melody in those screams that He never hears on a Sunday morning.
The melody of authenticity in pain is so much better than an inauthentic melody of praise on a Sunday morning.
HE will comfort you.
And HE will sing with you.
So don’t be scared to sing in your screams ragamuffins.
Your haunting melody is music to His ears.
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