There is no greater act of love than of letting go in the dark and falling into the arms of our lover with total abandon; offering all for love. Listen to what Father de Foucauld said in the desert. He really understood.

Father, I abandon myself into your hands; do with me whatever you will. Whatever you  may do, I thank you. I am ready for all, I accept all. Let only your will be done in me, and in all your creatures. I wish no more than this, O Lord. Into your hands I commend my soul; I offer it to you with all the love of my heart, for I love you Lord, and so need to give myself, to surrender myself into your hands, without reserve and with boundless confidence, for you are my Father.

That is how to pray when you are suffering. That is how to believe in God.

—Why, O Lord?