PCA Pastor.
Slightly sarcastic.
Apt to laughter.

Abandoned for Us

My eyes blink, unseeing,
God-less, alone,
My arms outstretched, confused.
“God, where are you?
Why is this the way?
Have you forgotten the green pasture and quiet stillness?
You rage in the silence, and I am utterly
Forsaken.” It will be said of
Me, “He has done it.”

Anti-Psalm 16

God, Vulnerable