Outcry

"What is mankind that you make so much of them, that you give them so much attention, that you examine them every morning and test them every moment? Will you never look away from me, or let me alone even for an instant? If I have sinned, what have I done to you, you who see everything we do? Why have you made me your target? Have I become a burden to you? Why do you not pardon my offenses and forgive me sins? For I will soon lie down in the dust; you will search for me, but I will be no more." Job 7:17-21

The outcry of Job rings in my ears, as if my soul cries out the same anguish towards the LORD. How many nights have I suffered inside my head, alone to my thoughts. How many days have I spent feeling alone, feeling no presence of God. How many times have I felt God grinding over me as if I had been something. What am I that you make so much of me?

The answer I know, but the voice of Him is what I wish to hear.