It comes in waves of anticipation.
I'm lost in a sea of weariness and I don't see a light house. Where are you God? rushes goes through my mind. The water rushes over me. The salt water fills my mouth and nose; constantly threatening to pull me under. I know He's out there. My body is numb, my heart is cold, and my eyes are having trouble staying open. I'm shutting down.
I can't keep my head above the waves. I'm starting to breathe in more water than air.
I am falling quickly; deviating from the path and desiring change that may be unattainable.
He is who he is. And I have no right to ask any different.
I wouldn't apologize for who I am either.
Where do we go from here?
I'm losing faith in it.