I got nothing.
Inspiration is on empty.
Nothing is stirring me to write.
No words of wisdom to share.
This is real life.
Job knew how this feels.
I wonder if God hears me.
People will ask: “Where is your God now?”
A make-believe sky wizard of no proof?
Do I even know how to pray?
Tough times asks questions.
How can I be strong?
When I feel incompetent and weak.
Job didn’t understand.
Neither do I.
The answers are easy when it isn’t you.
Will my faith be strong enough?
No Bible verses or cute cliches
Time to strengthen my grip and hang on.
