You have not forsaken me, but I have lost my way to Your Heart.
My soul has lost its refreshing dew and I thirst for Your Love and how I once knew it.
My body is weary and worn. It cries out daily for renewal and refreshment. My bones ache with the weight of sorrow and my despair only deepens.
My heart is shattered as a pane of glass. It is scattered by the winds of loss. My emptiness consumes like a moonless night.
“How long, oh Lord, how long?” is the echo of my lamentation. Hourly, the losses in my life mount higher. It seems as if they are as tall as the highest peak and as deep as a fathomless ocean
I seem to labor to keep body and spirit together yet, I find no harvest…no reward. It is an internal battle that has a fierceness that desires to destroy me.
Relief is my physical cry. Refreshment, my soul’s plea.
I know that my heart’s lament is not lost in a sea of deafness. I know that my name is on Your lips. My life is seen by Your all-knowing Eyes.
It is my heart, oh Lord, that is shrivelling within my breast.
I cannot save myself.
It is You, my God, the Lover of my soul, it is to You whom I cry.
I surrender my life, my self , my all to You and Your will.
I shall be restored to Your Master Plan.
I shall look on my life and rejoice for I have seen Your abundant Grace, Your Unmerited Favor on my life in this land called Living.
I shall stand.
I shall stand on Your solid Rock.
It is the Rock called Hope.