Father in Heaven,
I am so over it.
I’m done.
Finished.
I don’t think I can do it anymore.
What is happening?
Why is this happening?
I’m not blaming you.
I’m lost. Searching. Trying to find my way. Trying to find your way for me.
I haven’t asked you about it though.
I’ve been sinking and searching.
I’ve been floating along without a direction.
I’m at the mercy of the wind. No rudder. No sail. No compass.
I know you are my compass. Why haven’t I been using it?
What the heck is my problem?
At one moment I desperately want to know where to go, and at another I could care less.
Where?
Why?
Confusion.
Depression.
Apathy.
Help me Lord. Help me out of this funk.
Bring me back to you.
I want to desire you.
I want to grow our relationship.
Help me Lord. Please.
Crack open my heart.
Flow into me and fill me up.
Amen
Amen!
Amen.
Your honesty makes me squirm in my own mire of questions and doubts. Thank you, my friend. Let’s rise up and stand on the firm foundation of Jesus!
I can relate.
Rick! Get out of my head! Seriously… I am pretty sure those exact words could have come out of my mouth. Unfortunately, my problem has been being too depressed to even pray… too unsure of my faith/salvation/God and everything in life to even utter the words. But if I could pray right now, I may just steal your words.
Steal away.