Father, it seems I am sick. My mind does not stay faithful to my heart. Fear and anxiety come in an out like the tide. My spirit searches for your presence! I stretch out my hands reaching for what I cannot see. Hoping somehow I feel your robe brush by me. I have read about your wonderful works Yeshua! How you healed the blind and the sick. Yes! both the blind of heart and the closed eyes. For many years Your Words were as a sealed book to me. Until my broken heart cried to you for mending… the day my anger towards you was found in me, and I crumbled like a crushed autumn leaf. Thou you slay me, I will trust in You! Amen. .