the truth?

I'm quite unhappy these days.

Frustration, confusion, jealousy, disappointment, tiredness, faithlessness.

I'm questioning the simple truths. And being hit with harsh realities.

And listening to Ingrid:

Heartache, identity crisis, unfairness, loneliness, soy náufrago.

But there should be hope somewhere. Right? That over-repeated verse - about His plan to prosper, our hope and future in Him - it's supposed to comfort, right?

The problem is that I know these words of advice very well - I've heard it all before. But to believe and rejoice in them is quite a different challenge.

There is no one else for me, none but Jesus.

He said to his disciples, "Why are you so afraid? Do you still have no faith?" (Mark 4:40)