By Michael W. Raley
It’s hard to admit to myself and even harder to say,
But I find myself these days
Struggling to pray.
Even during the darkest of my darkest days,
I’ve ran out of things to say.
As in the Scriptures, I want the Lord to answer my call,
But I feel as if I’m talking to a wall.
Silence, deafening silence is all I hear,
Painful day after day, depressing year after year.
Aren’t relationships supposed to be a two way street?
However, relationships are difficult if one party refuses to speak.
My spiritual eyes have grown weary,
While my spiritual outlook has grown dire and dreary
Waiting for an answer, any response from on high.
In my brokenness all I can do is groan and sigh.