You feel nothing, and yet here you still are, keeping the lights on when the warmth has gone out. Don't underestimate that. Faith that keeps showing up in the numbness is not lesser faith. It might be the most stubborn, real kind there is. Feelings come and go, but you're choosing Him without the payoff, and He sees it. Keep walking. The dryness is a season, not a verdict, and He hasn't moved.