If you read this blog, sorry ahead of time. I'm a real person, unlike those you see around you, and I don't like hiding behind a false face and say everything is ok when sometimes its not. This just happens to be one of those days.
Ok, so stuff will always come up in life that hurts. I'm used to it. After twenty one years of life I can say that I have some authority on the issue. Why then is my heart still so soft? Why does it hurt when things happen to me? Why would the careless words of a dear friend cause such pain? Sometimes I just don't understand myself. I have endured so much, been injured so badly, and yet my heart is still so easily cut, as if the years of torture and suffering that it has endured was never there. There are moments where I just wish I was different, cold, unfeeling even. It would certainly take care of my heart problems. I know though, that I must endure and continue on my walk into my purpose. Without this heart I would be unable to do what I was made to do.
Lord be my shield and my strength. I need you now as I always have and always will. I long to rest in your arms Daddy.
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