I read this last night during my private devotional. It’s Psalm 8: 5.
What are humans that you are mindful of them,
mere mortals that you care for them?
Somehow, though, I wasn’t able to fathom how much God loves me and how he cares about me as I’m just a speck in the universe. I try to grasp these concepts with my finite mind, but I just can’t seem to.
I have been suicidal for the past two days. I don’t know if it’s from my new meds or if it’s from job stress. I mean, I look around at all that I have — a loving family, a good job, a nice place to live — and it does nothing to me. I don’t feel any differently.
I know that I’m supposed to take heart and believe in the Gospel, but it’s just too darn hard when I don’t see it. Where is God in all this? Why doesn’t He help me?
All I’m left with are my thoughts. Thoughts that wander throughout my empty head and through the empty life that I’m feeling.
I guess what I mean is that God exists; I just don’t see or feel His presence anywhere.
It sucks, really.