A love like ours never dies. Maybe it wasn’t meant for this lifetime, but it will last throughout it nonetheless.
I wish you the best as you try to forget.
Image: Looking out of a castle in Uruguay – April 8, 2017
Wrong Lifetime
I Don’t Miss You
All I could repeat was, “I miss him” over and over again, hoping it’d calm me down as I rocked myself out of hysterics. But the sadness didn’t relent and I was no less alone.
It was then I heard You whisper, “Do you really miss him?”
How expected and innocent it is to miss someone that has gone away. But as I pondered, the obvious answer left me and You brought truth to shed light on my feelings. What I felt was not innocent at all. It was destroying my joy and occupying my time. It wasn’t a simple emotion or even a feeling of loss, but rather lies manifesting in hidden places that — without His whisper — would have otherwise gone unsearched.
Be careful little heart that you are not deceived by lies that seek to kill and destroy. These lies say you’re not enough, people will always leave, and your desires aren’t relevant. They speak and I think, “I miss him” because he was my favorite distraction from the lies I can no longer avoid.
“Cause me to hear Your lovingkindness in the morning, For in You do I trust; Cause me to know the way in which I should walk, For I lift up my soul to You.” – Psalm 143:8 NKJV
Image: Camping at Dupuis in Indiantown, FL – March 2016
Your Doing
I am paralyzed by the circumstances that surround me right now. They weaken my hands and break my heart. And whether or not I will survive hinges on the answer to one question: Is this Your doing?
If You’re doing this, I know You strengthen my hands.
If You’re doing this, I know You heal my heart.
If You’re doing this, I know You carry me through.
If You’re doing this, I know You never forsake me.
If You’re doing this, I know You have only the best in store.
If You’re doing this, there is joy amidst the pain.