What happens if I have not enough words to articulate or to ask for the help I need? When I don't really know who to turn to, or what to ask as well.
When nothing seems right or adequate, and I am found on my knees.
We are pressed, but not crushed; persecuted, not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed.
Strengthen these weak knees, and strengthen me with your everlasting and steadfast love and mercies. Steady these shaky and trembling feet, for you have placed them in a broad place. Give me faith to trust you, to trust you in these places. I know it is for the good, but Lord, it is so hard, so hard.
