Have you ever prayed so hard for something, desperately pleading with God yet finding nothing but the absence of answer in the stillness? It is such a hard, discouraging place to find oneself.

People can pray for a new job, the sale of a house, or the health of a loved one and feel the pressure of it all tugging their heart down through their sleeves. Their passioned cries lost in the quivering of their own lips.

But what do you do when prayer seems to fail you? When you are unable to find any answer, any quite calm repose for yourself in the desolation? What do you say to prayers when they laugh at your persistence and mock your very faith?

What can you do? Keep praying.