Dear Jesus: Indeed, it's difficult to control the mind as much as it is to do the tongue. Especially when certain trains of thought are rampant, assertive and violently running amok in your head, upsetting the delicate balance of things, preventing your mind from utilising any of its necessary capacities to do anything productive. And when it keeps recalling memories that you have absolutely no need of, and really don't care whether you remember them or not, and find no meaning in hanging on to. When you just can't keep it under wraps for two minutes because anything good you feed it will go in and be lost forever, only to come out replaced by a brand new set, many times more entertaining, but completely useless, and occasionally unhealthy. I shouldn't be complaining, but bringing all this to God. But somehow, everytime I set about doing so, I lose my words. But Jesus, I trust in Your power and faithfulness. I believe that when I set my mind on things in Your heart, You will honour me and help me. You will save me. Thank You Lord for always being there and silently but surely listening and sharing in my troubles/problems. When I come out of this, I will look back and now that it was You who carried me through it all. Amen.