Oh to see to know what the future holds, I would ask God but it seems so bold. It’s just I am tired of being in this place of trials, tears and pain; it just feels like it is happing again and again. To know when it would end to know I’ve not lost every friend. To be able to see through the tears, to know I will overcome my fears. It is then in this lowest place I fall to my knees as tears cover my face, and in that moment again God extends His grace. I feel the touch of the nail scared hand, touching and mending my wounded heart, as He gently whispers you and I never need to be apart. Life is hard the journey full of briars, thorns and sorrow. But hold on to me, there is hope for tomorrow.
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