We cry out to the air and wonder, “who is there?”
“Can anyone hear me on my bed of sorrow?”
“How long will this go on, how long?”
Oh the angst for enduring what simply should not be . . .
I could bemoan much pain in my heart this day:
From my spirit through my tender frame.
But why? What will I gain by wallowing here?
As I listen to a friend who sounds like me over the waves,
I hear wisdom that comes with her years.
She doth declare that in her own time of prayer
The Lord spoke to her so gently.
In all of those times of suffering,
When surely no one cared He said,
“I was there with you.”
And her heart was full, no place untouched.
So today let’s heed this wisdom
Should we, too seek and hear His voice.
Don’t just want for the pain to end.
Reach into the moment to His love so grand.
Find people with mercy for the darkness of our lives
For we all have a burden to carry, each one.
And let us come together in prayer, in fellowship, in praise.
But most importantly
Kneel at the throne of grace often
In adoration of the Person who sees you always.
For Jesus loves you always.
And turn these into moments that matter for all time.
They will be sweet, and soften the burdens we will endure.
We can go on when held by His hand.
Yes, we can indeed.