Sometimes things happen in life that break your heart open and make it bleed. These things can happen unexpectedly or you can be prepared. That doesn't change the way it feel. No heartache is bigger than another, there is no scale.
I've felt a bit down in the dumps that past few days not for my own broken heart, but for others. People I know and people very close to me, going through the toughest time of their life. Decisions, goodbyes, broken hearts on display.
During the storms of life we have people to lean on and faith to cling onto. I don't care what you believe, I won't judge you for it, but I know that when I'm in a storm, my faith is the shelter I run to. Like being in a downpour of sheets of rain, pelted with hail, and then lightening strikes. You're left sprinting for the shelter.
For those of you in the storm, I pray for the shelter to be close. Cling to it. Stay covered by it for a while. Rest under the shelter until a new day comes, and even then, the shelter will still be there.
2 comments:
Eloquent Kels and so true...
I almost want to identify myself as one of these people you know, but I always remind myself that no matter how bad I think my "problems" are, there are so many people who are dealing with many traumatic and disturbing things in their own lives. Great post. It will keep me thinking.
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