In my corner of the world, nearly every adult I know has found themselves distraught and prostrate before God at least once, including me. There seems to be a commonality among those who did not linger in that place.
How much longer, Lord, will you forget about me?
Will it be forever? How long will you hide?
How long must I be confused and miserable all day?
How long will my enemies keep beating me down?
Psalm 13: 1-2 CEV
My God, my God, why have you deserted me?
Why are you so far away?
Won’t you listen to my groans and come to my rescue?
I cry out day and night, but you don’t answer,
and I can never rest.
Psalm 22: 1-2 CEV
26 In the same way the Spirit also comes to help us, weak as we are. For we do not know how we ought to pray; the Spirit himself pleads with God for us in groans that words cannot express. 27 And God, who sees into our hearts, knows what the thought of the Spirit is; because the Spirit pleads with God on behalf of his people and in accordance with his will.
Romans 8:26-27 GNT