I sit in my bed, awake at 3.40 am, wondering will I ever succeed at

[praysite-437]

I sit in my bed, awake at 3.40 am, wondering will I ever succeed at anything. I am so unhappy. I am gripping onto the only little things I have left in my life. I am 54, and know that I am past my best as a christian. I hide my face from God in shame. I need a miracle as big as the parting of the sea, as big as the raising of Lazarus. I need my passion back in god.