Do I have to submit such a challenge?

Yes, You're sovereign, but are You understanding?

And yes, these pieces are my problem,

If only I could understand them, on my knees,

My mind's a moor, a high place of nothing,

And my pride can only serve me so far.

But to a purpose, well, that only You know;

Am I wrong?  Am I aimless?

None of life makes any sense!

Nothing has lined up and waited for me,

Yet others praise Your name for such glory.

These people don't understand my pain!

They all read these words but don't understand!

I could tell them a thousand times a thousand.

"Well, why don't you understand?" They say.

How do you point to air and say God's there?

I lack the faith!  I need more than this!

I need more than just hope and faint inner voice...