There are nights I don’t pray.

I rant.

I tell God:

• “This isn’t fair.”
• “I’m tired of hurting.”
• “Why would You allow this?”

And I’ve learned… He can handle it.

God isn’t threatened by your honesty.

He doesn’t need you to clean it up first.

He wants your heart — even when it’s raw.

David raged.

Job questioned.

Jesus wept.

So you can too.

Bring the anger.

Bring the disappointment.

Bring the “this doesn’t make sense.”

And let God meet you there — not with easy answers…

But with presence.