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confusion swirls around my head in curls of white smoke. My insides ache. Grief presses in on me.
I cry out to my God, "Do you see this? Did you hear what he said to me? You are a God of Truth. When will truth be revealed in my life? When will people know what I've done? Why can't I tell them now?"
But I just feel the word, "wait". and I hear it everywhere I go. strangers say it in their conversation passing by and the word hangs in the air in front of me. "But God, I hurt! I'm lonely! I want resolution, I want this to stop."
"wait."
"ok."
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Posted by BrokenBeautifully on 2008-03-03 17:45:50 | Rating: n/a | Views: 79
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