Tuesday, March 12, 2013

The Start of Week Five

It is late, and I am tired. But I wanted to write.
My heart is heavy and sad.
I am broken.
I weep, crying without tears.

The God I'm learning to know is big enough for that.

Sorrow, pain and brokenness is all around me.
Is all inside me.
And so I gaze out into the ocean side to find peace.
And believe that peace and joy will come in the morning.

And I finish another day, trusting that I am completing 
the tasks set out for ME to accomplish.


And I hug and snuggle this little girl.
Being an Auntie.
Seeing joy.


And I sleep. Asking for peaceful healing dreams.
And I believe.

"But now, Lord, what do I look for? My hope is in you." Psalm 39:7
"You turned my wailing into dancing; 
your removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy." Psalm 30:11