Questions

Why do I have two sides?
Why does only the bad show?
Why do I cry for the goodness of You to come out, but I still don't let it?
Why would you allow the burden of me and my selfishness on John and Sara, yet give me the two best friends a girl could have?
I don't get it.
Why do you even take time after time to work on me?
Why are you never ceasing even when I'm ever failing?
I don't understand.
Why are You proud and glad to call me Your daughter, when I'm full of what You hate? Pride.
Why do you surround me with sunsets and beauty when the depth of my heart is hideous?
Why would You give Yourself to a girl who doesn't even give you small stuff?
Why?
Why would You hold my hands after all they've touched?
Why do You kiss my lips, when I kiss Your cheek in betrayal over and over?
Why do you catch my tears when I created them because of sin?
Why even create me when my tongue speaks words of destruction and my feet continually walk away?
Why don't You see disaster when You look at me?
How can You see worth, and why do You say You see beauty?
Why do you comfort me when I've earned being without anyone because I destroy the bridges of all of my relationships?
It doesn't make sense.
Why do You think of me?
Why do You waste breath speaking to my hardened heart?
Why would You want to spend an eternity with me?
Forgiveness of my sins came at a price--Your life. Why for me?
It shouldn't be.
Why am I so selfish?
Why do I look inward when it's about You and Your glory?
Why do I look into my mess--and disaster when You are complete peace?
Why do I fight when You ask to hold me?