On my knees, I ask that you please
Hear my desperate prayers and pleas
because this world is tearing me apart.
I am frantically trying to clutch on
To the little love left in my broken heart
But it is getting harder every day.
Please God! Tell me what I must pray!
How? Where? Am I getting it wrong?
Have you even been listening?
Because in the silence and the stillness
I have tried to wait for your patiently
But I have not yet felt your divinity
Intervening in my life.
Haven’t yet heard your voice weaving
Through the emptiness.
And Lord I feel lost in the shadows
A lost child
Beyond the reach of your love.
Like always, you catch me by surprise
In the darkness you shine a light
And find me; welcome me as your daughter.
You ask me to wait faithfully not fearfully
Because like always, you have hopes and dreams for me.
During the worse points, my faith always becomes a bit of a question mark. I wonder why God isn't really answering my prayers or why I feel so alone if God is always there? But I always seem to find that light again in unexpected ways. Answer me, in many ways, is a cry for help and it's accompanying piece, answering is the response.
Olu is a 23-year old British Nigerian woman. As a child, she struggled with speech and found a lot of comfort expressing how she felt through written words and drawing.