...and yet there are so many times, He seems so very far.
The last year has been such a lonely road and yet, one that I have learned so much from my Heavenly Father.
So many days I cry out to Him wondering if He is tired of hearing the same prayer and feeling the same tears that seem to never dry up. The tears come mostly when I am listening for Him in His Word and speaking to Him in the early hours. The tears just keep coming. I know the bottle must be almost filled up by now.
Is this all part of healing?
Healing for this wounded heart seems like forever. But I know my Jesus holds me close and will not let me go.
My best friend, lover and provider reminds me of this as he holds me and lets me cry once again.