Friday, November 16, 2012


Today I grieve.  Raw aching wound of a heart.  Overwhelming grief and despair.  How will I survive this hurt, this pain, this searing agony?  What is the purpose of suffering?  Where is the meaning in it?  Today I can only try to continue on, to survive one more hour, one more minute, one more day.  Who can we count on in the end?  Who does not have the capability for cruelty and betrayal within them?  I do not know anymore.  Perhaps I never did.  I am abandoned.  I am alone.  I have only myself.  Alone.  The warrior.  I mourn.

1 comment:

  1. I think you are brave to share raw, scandalous, truthful emotion here on this space,knowing that this is a link up that is full of happy stories and sugar sweet moments. Life is made up of light and shadow, and I sincerely hope that somewhere in the process of your grief you will feel the God who draws near to the broken-hearted.