Not sad because of something — just sad, with no paperwork. A short one, out of order: Elijah under the tree, bread before doctrine, and the Father who does not despise the open wound.

A son walks home rehearsing a speech that asks to be demoted from child to hired servant, and the father does not let him finish it. You can tell what someone feels about you by what they interrupt — and why knowing this will not undo a reflex learned from a person, this evening.

Three things people are handed for the silence — He is teaching you patience, there must be something in your life, He was there the whole time — and why each one makes the dark worse. Then the harder reading: the silence is not rejection. It is restraint, and it is the room He left you to answer in.

You think you are asking what you are for. Almost nobody is. The question underneath is whether you were wanted — and the oldest Hebrew of Genesis answers it with three things, none of them a task.