We cry out and He responds

Eight years ago, my family was going through a terribly dark time. The details aren’t relevant, but I’ll just say it was the first time in my life I felt deeply disconnected from Hashem. I felt that Hashem was no longer proud of me, was rejecting my service, was turning His back on me. The best word to describe it was loneliness. Bone-chilling loneliness.

The great irony of this era is that I was in the middle of writing my first book, Conversations with G-d, (Mosaica Press) a book intended to help people connect to Hashem through tefillah. I felt like a fraud. How I could inspire others in tefillah when I myself could barely manage to stand before G-d in prayer?