I’m waking up 4:30 in the morning, worrying over my friends

I make the calls, I send the messages

I try and check in, I try and be there

I’m just trying to be a light

But God I can’t do your job

Why does it feel like all I can do is pray some times?

I want to be there, I want to be a light, but…

Father there is only so much I can do

And sometimes, I guess all I can do

Is pray

So take my pitiful words, take my lack of understanding,

Take it all, and… well…

I pray

I pray you would help, because there is nothing left I can do

Everything I try just makes it worse.

So I pray.

Help.

Heal.

Thank you.

Amen.