Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Come to Me




Today our sump pump died; Our car needed VERY expensive work; my laptop died; my refrigerator doesn't work right and will die altogether very soon; we need to have 3 trees cut down before they fall on our house; we have no/inadequate heat until we can afford to buy the proper system needed....Need I go on? I could you know; because there is more.

I'm feeling weary after 3 days/nights without sleep due to steroids. Weary after battling difficulty breathing for weeks; Weary after years of pain. Weary.

"Come to me O weary one and I will give you rest...
Come to me you broken one and I will give you peace...
Come find your joy...He is waiting here for you with open arms."

Tears.
  • I've sought rest and relief in food. And found only guilt. And self-hatred.

  • I've sought relief in the sympathy of others...and found only loneliness.

  • I've sought peace in avoidance; and found only pain.

  • I've sought joy in....
........................................no actually I've given up on joy.

Time maybe to run into those arms which have been waiting to embrace me all along and to soothe my troubled heart in his smile.

Not waiting for me with condemnation for making him my last choice.

but with patient love. For me.

thank you, Nan, my friend for this:  Morning Glory

Please read about my other adventures with Nan's blog on my blog Treasures from Darkness

1 comment:

Nan Jones said...

What a sweetheart you are, Cynthia! You have honored me so much. Thank you sweet friend.