My soul is in a dark place. A place where I feel totally removed from God, I feel alone, worthless, dry, useless, unloveable, and forgotten. I fear that I've been here for weeks; unable to hear the voice of God despite my desperate efforts. I cry out to Him and seem to hear no response. All I hear are the echos of my plea reverberating off the walls of the endless pit I scream them into. They sound pathetic and it sickens me. I feel completely rejected, abandoned, and removed. I feel ready to break.
As desperate as I feel I can't help but have faith in what will come. As I fall deeper and deeper my Father waits. He waits for the moment to catch me. The moment at which I'm broken enough that He decides He can fix me. As humans there is a point at which something is unable to be fixed, but with God, that's when He fixes things; when the faith and hope for saving has run out.
ok.....
I think I'm at that point.....
Please catch me.....
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