I confess that lately I have been consumed by doubt.
I confess that I am afraid.
I confess that I have made God an ideal instead of a person.
I confess that I try to talk myself into being okay instead of sitting in my grief and waiting to hear the voice of God.
Thank you, Richard, for speaking to me today. Thank you for helping me remember that I don't need to act out God's part of the relationship as well as my own. God is a person. He can play his role if I patiently wait for him to do so.
