Prayer for teens

Father, Psalm 73 says, "Nevertheless I am continually with You; You hold my right hand." That word nevertheless does a lot of work. After all my doubts. After feeling stupid yesterday. After the days I forgot You completely. Nevertheless. I am still here. You are still here. Your hand is still holding mine. That is the part I want to keep. Let nevertheless be the word I land on when I look back at my week. Not "I had a great week," because most weeks I did not. Just "nevertheless I was held." That is enough to sleep on. That is enough to wake up to. Walking with You has never been perfect, but You have never let go. Hold my hand again tonight without making me apologize for the day. Amen.