Sunday Prayer: I'm Falling Apart

Father, I'm falling apart. The crisis I thought I could manage has spiraled beyond my control. Everything I built carefully is collapsing simultaneously, and I can't stop it. I'm barely holding together, and I can't pretend otherwise. I'm not fine. I'm brokenhearted. My spirit is crushed.

You promise to be close to the brokenhearted, to save those crushed in spirit. I can't feel you. I can't sense your presence. But your word says you're close whether I feel it or not. Help me trust the promise when I can't feel the presence. Be close to me in this collapse even when I can't perceive you.

I can't fix everything simultaneously. I might not be able to fix anything. But help me take the next small step - the next breath, the next hour, the next day. When I can't see how this will end, help me trust that you can. You're close to the brokenhearted. I qualify. Don't leave me alone in this. I need you.