while he himself went a day’s journey into the wilderness. He sat down under a broom tree and prayed that he might die. “I have had enough, LORD,” he said. “Take my life, for I am no better than my fathers.”
The thought can arrive in a parked car with the engine off, before you've found the energy to go inside: I can't keep doing this. It might be about a job, a caring role, a marriage, or simply the effort of holding yourself together. For an anxious mind the next thought comes quickly, and it says that wanting to give up means you've failed God.