Oh my God I'm out of Words

A few words for when our darkness wants to grapple yet again

There are days when I know my wordy prayers are insincere, offered out of muscle memory. It's these days where the only sincerity is a muffled “help”. Not that I even know what help means in those times. And so I run out of words. If you ever feel this way I pray you find what it takes to stay and just be with the One who has better words when you do have words and groans on your behalf when the words end.

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oh my God I’m out of words

won’t you sit with me

and listen for the morning bird

still the raging of my head

when it feels impossible

to raise this body from the bed

with groanings gone unheard

pull me up to stand

when I am out of words

this morning sun is red

but I will wait

for better days ahead

with groanings beyond words

together we will walk

oh my god I’m out of words

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