If you have to be honest, I think every soul goes through phases of doubt. These periods are highlighted by an absence of God, with moments of agony, distress and frustration. Many have come to this edge, on the brink of throwing in the towel, walking away from blind hope.
Like the words of the Asaph in Psalm 77:2, lifting up your hands in faith can become tiring. When prayers come back unanswered and the wicked prosper, one may sound like an Old Testament prophet, crying out for answers. Whenever these ruts continue, voices like, “what’s the use” or “God doesn’t care anymore” creep into your mind.
So what do you do, when your strength to tarry on abandons you? Why repeat the same pattern with similar unsatisfying results? As for my faint soul, I cling to the promises of Psalm 77:7-11, restoring confidence and a sense of peace back into my exhausted body. The path of God, Psalm 77:19 takes my tired hands, breathing life via the Holy Spirit which keeps me holding on.
by Jay Mankus