Author Information
Test of Faith
I am so close to the edge, I can feel myself starting to fall. Everyone and everything has backed me up into a corner and there is no escape. No time to think, no time to breathe, no time to heal. It's like a wall of frustration is crumbling down on me and I am trapped. I am scratching, and pawing, and kicking and screaming to get out but to no prevail. I look up and ask WHY? Why choose me to suffer when I have done nothing but good? Why choose to burden me when I have enough to deal with already? I know this is a test. A test of faith. Let's see if I will break. Let's see if I can climb over that wall of the devil. But unfortunately Lord, I feel I can't make it. I don't believe I can overcome these obstacles. They are winning and I am slowly falling to my defeat. I hear your voice but just can't seem to follow and make my way through. Please help me because I am no longer able to make it in this battlefield. Hear my cries and and take my hand. Pull me through Lord, pull me through.
