Wednesday, November 01, 2017

reflections after Mom's passing

 
 

Life weary

I am tired but

God hold me and I rest in his embrace if only to the end of this sentence

 

Lost, broken

In need of repair but

God can glue the pieces of my life together with his own super glue

 

Hurt, questioning

I am still confused by life but

God has the balm and answers to every pain and inquiry

 

Dark, scared

I tremble but

God is my light and protector

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