Dryness of Soul

I believe you will carry me from this place i am now in. That you will sustain me with your grace and that i just need to relax and trust your goodness. That i am being taken cared of as of this moment. I choose to believe you see me and you see my heart. I thought there is nothing worst than pain but there is, and that is dryness. Dryness of soul. Living yet dead. I want to breath again. To rejoice in you again. To worship you. To lift your name on high. To see myself smile as i praise you. To see my heart rejoice as i rejoice in you. I want to be one with you again. But the soil of my heart is parch. The trees planted have gone dry. Hope and Joy dried along with it. My life is one great desert. Lord pour your rain once again i pray. Grant me your storm, flood my heart with you...flood me with all of you. I want to taste you once again. I want to taste all of you once again. Lord consume me. Do not let me feel deserted. Lord grace me with your presence. Prepare a table for me once again-let me eat at your breakfast. Lord i miss you. My Jesus i miss you. Come, come and rain down once more. Lord awaken me!