Trapped
Still in the dark dunes
Sifting, shifting sands of suffering
This mind cannot perceive what this means
I feel
Nothing
Abandonment hugs tighter than friends do
And I wonder where is God in all of this
Is God still in all of this?
If Your ears are not deaf to my cries
Why am I experiencing neglect?
Help me!
Are my tears not enough?
Am I not enough?

I cling daily to lingering thoughts of what was
Days when a flood of Your love burst through on a parched day
Moments when a rain of mercies hovered over my spirit
I was thirsty
My needs were supplied
I want that again
Held by You
Lead by You
Comforted by You
Shielded by You

I long to see that place that resembles a garden
Roots dig deeper into the soil of truth
A canopy over grace, sheltering my entire being
Just like trees would
And the sun
The Son would shine with intensity and without apology
Reflective of the golden hour
I need you this hour

Cover me
I know you can
Cover this crooked soul with precious blood stains shed on Calvary’s hill
Remind me that You are closer than the suffering itself
May joy and peace be produced in this fragile frame
Give me grace in my grief
Mercy in misery
Comfort in calamity
Hope in hardship
I will wait on You
Stand on Your promises while the waves of distress subside
I will wait here
I will wait on You to come through

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