Petition to the Universe VIII: keep me through grief

Dear God,  Every part of me is in pain. My physical body remains scarred and healing not just from its past violations, but from ongoing deficiencies. My mental anguish keeps a tight grip on my spine keeping me bent, back to the sun. Oh how I crave my face bathed in light! Spiritually, I remain faithful. I trust in your timing and believe without hesitation that all I've come to lose had to be lost in service of my evolution. I trust always in your purpose for my life. 

God I wish I had the same unwavering faith in myself.