Abiding in Christ. Walking by faith.

Tag: sorrow

Someday

When Someday seems too far, the fragile heart mourns. Torn. Tender.

Walking in the weight of sorrow.

Sitting in the dark.

And we cry out for rocky paths made smooth. The broken place, whole. Strong winds and high waves, stilled.

Longing to affirm the true. And say we are crushed but not in despair.

Unto us a Child is born.

Unto us. In a broken world. Where sorrow runs deep. And grief overwhelms.

Where loss breaks our hearts.

And we forget to breathe.

In the bare bones
of a waking day,
I sit.

Still.

War and rumors of war advancing.
Overtaking.