There is something about feeling empty that leaves one isolated and alone even in the midst of family and friends. Circumstances beyond our control leave us questioning. We question God. We question our choices. We question our faith.

I admit I don’t like feeling empty. It is hard to pray without whining. I want to wallow in self pity. I wonder what the point is. I want God to fix it immediately. I don’t want to look for something to learn or gain courage for what is next. I just want to go back to before.

I called to the Lord, who is worthy of praise,
    and I have been saved from my enemies.
⁴ The cords of death entangled me;
    the torrents of destruction overwhelmed me.
⁵ The cords of the grave coiled around me;
    the snares of death confronted me. ⁶ In my distress I called to the Lord;
    I cried to my God for help.
From his temple he heard my voice;
    my cry came before him, into his ears. (Psalm 18:3-6 NIV).

Somehow, my heart knows that God hears my cries. I muster up enough will to trust His promises. I go back to scripture and reread the many words of comfort. I remind myself to praise God in the midst of sorrow.

I have learned to let myself lean on others. I have learned that a community of support can reduce the self pity and the empty feeling. They help me find a way through. Yes, there are ups and downs, but the way through starts to feel possible even though it doesn’t shorten the road.

He is close to the broken hearted. He hears my distress and is with me through to the other side. What do you do when you feel empty? Do you have an escape route? Share your story here and breathe life and bring hope to others.