Hurting. Weak. (Man After God's own Heart pt 4)

Hurting. Weak. That's how I can describe myself. That is the state I'm in. Hurting because of a host of things that I've endured in my life time and weak because I couldn't or didn't see those things, and even if I had I probably wouldn't have been able to stop them. Hurting because of broken relationships, failed promises, piercing words, evil in the word, old wounds, and the list goes on. Weak because my own strength and power is not enough to obtain, maintain, or sustain my life and the way in which I would like to order it. Weak because of inconsistency.
I don't know if I've ever admitted to being a hurt individual. I used to think telling how you feel and all that made you weak. I've since realize that it doesn't make you weak. It merely exposes weakness. In other words, we're already weak. Telling about it meerly confirms what is within. I've always tried to pretend to be strong. In some cases I even started to believe it and flaunt my strength. I think we all do that. I am thinking of a person right now that often shows strength, but in subtle ways that simply appear weakness shows.
Kids these days seem a lot older to me, just by the way they act. They seem more confident, more grown up, more independent. The funny thing is that they aren't. In fact they are less grown up, less confident, less independent. Our humanity costume is designed to look big and bad; even scary so that others will admire, cringe in fear, or be intimidated by us. Little do people know that just beneath, the glitz and glamor, the botox, the implants, the bling, the fancy expensive, elaborate, showy, costume with it's mask; there is nakedness. There is vulnerability. If you take the right thing away, we're reduced to shame. Exposed.
My favorite song these days goes like this:

All who are thirsty
All who are weak
Come to the fountain
Dip your heart in the stream of life

Let the pain and the sorrow
Be washed away
In the waves His mercy
As deep cries out to deep

We sing come Lord Jesus, Come

Does this apply to you? I know it applies to me. I am thirsty. I am weak. Come Lord Jesus, Come!!!! Because as you said in John 15 apart from You I can do NOTHING!!!