I wrote this several years ago for Haiti. Today we mourn for the people of Nepal and ask God these questions on their behalf – an honest lament for their suffering, too.
I’m weary and broken
I don’t recognize this place
There is nothing left
I’m struggling for even a remnant of faith
My stomach begs for just a taste
My throat cries out for water
How do I hold on and believe
When I feel let go by the hand of my Father?
Where are you God?
Please, please show me your face.
Are you digging through the rubble with me?
Can these ashes reveal your grace?