The depths of life

Once again, I have been thrown into the depths of  'life', and whilst I have not forsaken all things spiritual, I have felt slightly lost.  My husband sent me a 'Thought for the day', verse a couple of weeks ago, and I felt it was good practice to do this.  We recently moved offices, and our drive is such that we do not have enough time on the road to read the scriptures as we used to.  However, most mornings we read a chapter at home, then read psalms and proverbs.  (Every thirtieth psalm, depending on the date.  Today would be 12, 42, 72 etc.  Proverbs 12)  However, my husband had a very disturbed night last night, and I let him sleep, so our morning reading was non-existent.  Occasionally we come to the office early, so our morning reading does not happen.  Studying the 'next day's psalms', has become an excellent past time.  If we read them the next day, as well, it brings more thoughts.  As I have been writing, I have felt like I am meant to share.  So, this was my first 'thought for the day'.  I doubt that I will post every day, but when I feel that I should, I will! 
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Psalm 28:1 To You I will cry, O IAUE my Elohim:
Do not be silent to me,
Lest, if You are silent to me,
I become like those who go down to the pit.
² Hear the voice of my supplications
When I cry to You,
When I lift up my hands toward Your holy sanctuary

When we cannot hear the voice of IAUE, what do we do?  Do we consider that we are 'like those who go down into the pit'?  Do we wait until he 'comes back to me'? 

We ask that he listen to the 'voice of our supplications'.  We ask that he hear our prayers.  Yet when he is silent, do we ask Why? 

How many times have we 'started again', because we have failed.  Just like the alcoholic, who falls from 'the wagon', we wait for our 'binge' to run its course, and then come back to the meeting place, because we can be sure that those inside will take us in, and we can stand there and say, 'My name is...., It has been 1 day since I had a drink'.

We are confident of IAUE's love, yet we throw it around like a used rag.  We discard it at will, because it is a 'constant'. 

What if he was silent forever?  What if we became like those going down to the pit.? How long would it be before we started to cry and beg forgiveness?  How long would it be before we forgot that His Kindness is everlasting.