Does God Really Care?
Why am I here? Why am I in a place where I’m made to feel so small? Why must I be where I am led to question my own value and competency? Why must I sit in paralysis watching the tissues of my dreams decay and deteriorate with each passing day? Why am I helpless to the apathy that I find settling in the place where passion and drive once fueled my innate desire to be someone of importance? Why are my accomplishments meaningless to those that surround me; and why do they have the power to transfer their lack of interest in me as an individual to my own thoughts of myself? Why must I continue to remain in this place that makes me feel inconsequential? The abilities I once possessed have been pruned so close to the trunk of who I am, the branches are not only no longer growing, but withering and dying slowly.