Hurts happen.
Words used like daggers pierce the heart.
Prideful warriors jab and tear one another apart.
Death happens.
We lose those we love best.
Our favorites. Gone until we meet in glory.
Devastating losses occur
from thieving, howling winds.
All that is owned, broken, beaten, rubble.
What can we do when life offers the hard road?
Climb.
Ascend to the place in God where few dare to go.
Higher.
Next to His bosom where His heartbeat is felt.
Closer.
To the One who knows where to place the next footstep.
Leaning.
Pressed into the One who carries the broken ones.
And healing will happen as we go.
"He heals the brokenhearted and binds their wounds." Psalm 47:3
With my heart bowed before Him.
ReplyDeleteListening.
Following His footsteps.
Surrendering.
Walking an uncertain road.
Trusting.
Giving God my doubts and fears.
Resting.
Holding on to His hand.
Believing.
"And healing will happen as we go."
Love you Cheri,
Joy