I have been a believer for twenty years, but lately I find myself struggling with deep doubts. Questions I thought I had answered long ago have resurfaced, and I feel distant from God in a way that frightens me. It started after I lost my best friend in a car accident last year. She was the most faithful person I knew — always serving others, always trusting God, always the first to pray. Her death shook something loose inside me that I cannot seem to put back. I still go to church. I still read my Bible. But the words feel hollow, and my prayers feel like they bounce off the ceiling. I wonder if anyone is listening. I wonder if everything I have built my life upon is real. I know doubt is not the opposite of faith. I know that many great believers have walked through dark nights of the soul. But knowing that intellectually and experiencing it emotionally are two very different things. I am asking for prayers that God would meet me in this darkness. That He would not be offended by my questions but would answer them with His presence. That my faith would emerge from this season stronger and deeper than before.