Adoration enabled me to say what my mind and heart could not believe, from a place of such vulnerability that His Word washed me. I didn’t posture or pretend. I came broken and angry and sad to His Word. I told Him I didn’t believe phrases that said He is “my strength,” “my shield,” “my stronghold,” and I pleaded with Him to meet me in my unbelief. I cried onto the pages of my Bible.
