The pain rends your heart
To near-death
Your soul is torn apart
With each labored breath
All you see are the shadows
Engulfing the lights
And in despair you wallow
Fearing no end to this night
The tears keep streaming
Down your anguished face
Lost in your grieving
You hardly notice the embrace
Of the One who collects
Your tears in a bottle
See, His merciful eyes also reflect
Your sorrow and your struggle
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Wow. Amen. Indeed. One only feels His comfort on hindsight, not realizing how He had sustained us through the difficult time. This reminds me of the single footprints in the sand.
ah, spoken like a true recipient of His amazing comfort 🙂 sillyserious