God.
I’m on my knees.
Begging You for faith.
What is wrong with me?
What?
I can’t hear You…
God, answer me.
Show me some sign.
You’re here in my pain?
You feel my suffering?
Yes, I see You on that Cross.
But only my eyes.
God.
Where is my heart?
What?
You’ll give me Yours if I let go?
How, though?
I’ve heard the stories.
But where’s my own?
It takes time?
How much longer?
I feel dead.
Sin?
God.
I want to be really sorry.
And humble.
But where can I start?
If I don’t know You…
What else can I do?
Huh?
I can’t hearrrr You.
God?
Just listen?
It’s silent.
It’s only You and me.
Okay.
I will wait.
But as You look at me.
In my confusion and distress.
Whisper You love me.
Hold me.
And I will be still.