I told myself that no one could ever understand…the pain within my soul…I allowed myself to mourn…but I felt so alone…I felt like no one even cared…when I would try to share my story…would anyone tell me truth…tried to cover up the pain…
Lots of late nights crying…waiting to be rescued…like a lost ship at sea…trying to navigate the waters…that seemed to consume my life back then…You told me that you were crying also…but I found it hard to believe you…why would my Jesus care so much…
You cried when you were on the cross…you cry when your children get abused…set my mind on you…the author and perfector of my faith…teach me the little things matter…when it comes to my hopes and dreams…when the rain is torrential…continue to be my light…
I never cried as much as I have lately…I tried to hold back my tears…because I didn’t want to be vulnerable…you taught me what was needed…to heal my broken heart…you taught me who my real friends are…the ones who never judge me…