2/21/11
Dear Jehovah God,
For Israel has forgotten his Maker and built palaces; and Judah has multiplied fortified cities, but You will send a fire on its cities that it may consume its palatial dwellings.
I have neglected the Rock who begot me, and forgot the God who gave me birth.
The Rock! Your work is perfect, for all Your ways are just; a God of faithfulness and without injustice, righteous and upright are You.
You are righteous. You are always good.
We forgot God our Savior, who had done great things in Egypt.
I am sorry that I have forgotten my Maker and built palaces. I am sorry I have multiplied fortified cities. I know You will send a fire on its cities that it may consume its palatial dwellings. I am sorry for what You will have to do because of me. I know You do not want to. I feel sorry for You having to send a fire and consume me. I make You be in great pain. I am sorry.
I am sorry I have neglected You, my Rock who begot me. I am sorry I forget the God who gave me birth. I do not want to neglect You anymore. I want to take care of You. I do not want to forget You, please let me remember You.
I know Your work is perfect. I know all Your ways are just. I know You are faithful and without injustice. I know You are righteous and upright. I am sorry I do not know what any of that means. I am sorry for neglecting you and forget You. I am sorry I forgot God my Savior, who has done great things in Egypt.
And You will punish me for the days of the Baals when I used to offer sacrifices to them and adorn myself with my earrings and jewelry, and follow my lovers, so that I forgot You.
We offer sacrifices on the tops of the mountains and burn incense on the hills. Under oak, poplar, and terebinth, because their shade is pleasant. Therefore my daughters play the harlot, and my brides commit adultery.
The more we called them, the more we went from them; we kept sacrificing to the Baals and burning incense to idols.
I know You punish me. I know You have to. I am sorry for the days of the Baals when I used to offer sacrifices to them? I am sorry for adorning myself with my earrings and jewelry to look nice for the Baals. I am sorry I follow my lovers, so that I forgot You. And I am sorry for not understanding and for not being able to stop. I am sorry I have not stopped and I am not able to repent.
I am sorry for offering sacrifices on the tops of the mountains and burning incense on the hills. I am sorry for being the harlot and committing adultery. I am sorry I cannot help it and I cannot not be a harlot and I cannot stop committing adultery. It is who I am, it is my nature. I am sorry Jehovah my God.
I am sorry I keep sacrifices to the Baals and burning incense to idols. And I am most sorry for loving to do so. Make me stop. Please I do not want to but I love to do so. I am sorry. How will You ever change me? Amen, Amen, & Amen.