The world has been moving so fast, and I’ve been drowning in the sea of busyness. Through it all, I often wonder, “Lord, are you with me?” My mind has been crowded with thoughts of things that I cannot control. And although I believe in you, I must admit that my faith wavers at times. Your silence feels like absence, and I wonder again, “Lord, are you with me?” Sometimes, it feels as if you are with everyone else but me. Everyone else seems to have what I desire, and it’s hard to be joyous for others. Bitterness has left a mark on me, and I don’t like who I’ve become.

So I ask again, longing for an answer: “Dear God, are you with me?”