Fog
God, I am dry
I feel the fog around me
I can’t seem to feel Your presence
You used to be so close
Every morning I would sit
And feel You around me
Now my mind is running
My head is pounding
That special silence doesn’t come
What is wrong, Lord?
Why do I feel this way?
How can I rekindle my prayer life?
Silence
Then a word
A small word
“Ask Me to show you how.”
Lord, I truly want to hear from You
I need to feel that peace that evades me
I want to know You more
Still struggling
Now I hear that soft Voice
My Creator’s Voice
Just rest in Me and I will do the rest
Peace
“Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see.” Hebrews 11:1 (NIV)
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