Lord...it's me again

and it's one of those days

when everything I touch

turns to dust.

Instead of living the resurrection,

I’m dying of desperation

and taking everyone else with me.

Today is not the day

for singing songs of joy.

All I seem to be able to muster

are mumbled questions.

I am tired and grouchy and

if the phone rings one more time

I think I’ll shoot it.

I don’t just feel like a failure,

I am convinced that I am

and I have a hunch I convinced

a few others today, as well.

What do I do

on dusty days like these?

What do I do

when nothing goes right

including my time with You?

What do I do...

But this?