Lord, I feel so rejected by my friends. What do You want from me?
Your love. 
Lord, I do love You. Thank You for loving me, but I feel so unlovable now. After all I just didn’t measure up to their standards and I can’t be what they think I should be. To change myself so I fit in their status mold, not mine, makes me feel so uneasy. After all, their mold doesn’t fit me. For instance, it feels like a tight squeezing shoe or a sock that falls down all day. I just didn’t fit in their group, but the rejection hurts.
