Once again, the test of doubt
Comes to me
Will I be faithless in this moment?

I feel at times I owe a happiness to all the troubled
Pained and broken.
For my life is one of hope.

And even now the “less” attaches itself to me.
Even now I feel the shadow
Pressing sadness
Fearful tears
Guilty heart
Shamed for the sham of who I am.

Will I pass this test?
O Presence, Great and Good
I cannot feel You.

I feel
a betrayal of promise
Not in You, but by me.

Who am I to feel this way?
It is just a moment
I pray I pass.  I pray I stand this test.
For Your sake.