Past the Pain

Past the Pain It is apparent to me that I am under severe attack by the devil. My question God, is why won’t you stop it? You know how much this hurts me, but you just look on and let me suffer. I wish you would say something or do something, but you just remain silent. I know that you are there, and I know that you will eventually open your mouth. I know that on the other side of this is something greater than I could ever imagine. I just wish I could see enough past the pain to praise you for it.