Dear Lord,

In the midst of much inner turmoil and restlessness, there’s a consoling thought maybe You are working in me in a way I can’t yet feel, experience, or understand. My mind is not able to concentrate on You, and it seems as if You are absent and have left me alone. But in faith, I cling to You. I believe that Your spirit reaches deeper and further than my mind or heart and those profound movements are not the first to be noticed.

Therefore, Lord, I promise I will not turn away, not give up, not stop praying, even when all seems useless, pointless and a waste of time and effort. I want to let You know that I love You though I don’t feel loved by You, and that I hope in You even though I often experience despair. Let this be a little dying I can do with You and offer You as a way of expressing some solidarity with the millions in this world who suffer far more than I do.

Amen.

I know that’s what people say— you’ll get over it. I’d say it, too. But I know it’s not true. Oh, you’ll be happy again, never fear. But you won’t forget. Every time you fall in love it will be because something in the man reminds you of him.