Never did I think that emptiness could be such sadness, this emptiness that burns in my tattered heart. My life and soul was so intertwined with Michael in ways I was never aware of. He was flesh of my flesh, my beloved everything. And I feel his absence in a great way. I was numb these past few days. Like the first few seconds after a bad burn, you are numb and then the stinging pain starts. And oh how it hurts and burns my soul.
I will rest on my Redeemer. He will heal my broken heart. He will show me joy again. I will continue to stand where I am and trust.
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