Hi everyone! As I promised earlier, this is the continuation of the previous post. If you have not read that yet, here’s your chance. I got a lot of feedback from the previous post and I am glad it was a blessing and food for thought to many. Conversations: I had a conversation with another friend and asked what she thought about forgiveness. She said: “it is supposed to be a thing of healing for us Christians but sometimes I feel like it puts us in the weak position. The Bib
I have heartache…
Every time I stop to think, I feel pangs in my chest.
Sometimes I feel weaker than I am…
I sense I can’t handle life with these two hands.
These hands have built so little and yet, abandoned a lot.
They’ve wiped many tears and written many fears. My hands have worked up enough muscle to make me strong.
But why do I still feel weak inside. My insides are soft.
A direct contrast to my outsides…
they’re rough and figureless-
Maybe that’s w
We are seated here: a table full of stored-up disappointments, wishful past lives and broken dreams. we are brave, we are sad, we are here. Our minds have traversed thousands of journeys on their own, neither one knows how the other felt, but we know where we’ve been. We can relate. We have poured out our belly’s contents dry, spat venom at pity and cursed comfort in its roots. We are inconsolable. But this was not our doing. We are victims of our pasts, heartbroken lovers wh