God, I need you.
God, I need you. Because what’s ahead is so unclear. I am frustrated. I am worried. I am awake with anxiety.
I strain to see what’s next. I labor to make out something. Anything.
If I only knew, I would be at peace.
All I see is gray—uninterpretable and formless.
If only I knew.
I want to believe whatever awaits beyond the gray is good, because you are good.
This is my prayer that you will teach me to believe, Lord.