Do you ever wish God could just take away something you’ve been dealing with? Like a health challenge or a weakness, where you’re just like “Urghh!!! Why can’t I be alright?” Well, sometimes all he says in those situations is “My Grace is sufficient for you” which translated in our parlance would be “Buck up! I’m gonna show out even in what seems to you like a weakness.”
Many of us have either been depressed/anxious/suicidal or we’ve known people who are. So how do we talk to them when they’re going through these rough times? How do we help them out??
You know, like you’re deep in a pit and no one even knows you’re there,
Like the grave is a resting place and life is for the restless,
Like you’re speaking but no one is listening,
Like you’re dying and no one is seeing.
I see you.
I hear you.
And it sucks that you feel this way.
I wish you never did,
I wish your smile never set like the sun,
I wish your laughter didn’t seem like the fading sound of distant waves,
I wish your heart wasn’t hard from all the broken pieces that couldn’t be glued back together.
I wish I could take your pain away,
Absorb the pain like a sponge until you’re free from it,
I wish you didn’t know what it meant to walk under a dark cloud even when the sun was shining overhead,
I wish you didn’t know what it felt like to cry ‘Eli Eli Lama Sabachtani!’
That moment where you begin to question the efficacy of the words ‘I will never leave you nor forsake you,’ while reality screams otherwise.
But you have to feel these things,
For that’s how you’ll know how to comfort others who feel same.
If I hadn’t gone through them, I wouldn’t know what to say to you.
So to answer your question, live or leave? I think it’s best we live ready to leave when our appointment with death comes, as it’s appointed for men once to die, but after this the judgment (Heb 9:27).
So live, my darling! For life is already fleeting as it it seems.
I’ll fluff those pillows and fill the room with beautiful fragrances and scented candles. I’ll listen to you without judgement in my heart, my voice or my face. You’ll look at me and see love. Love, not because you’re perfect, but love because you’re flawed like I am. Read more
Dainty M. 