A Lament
By waters edge
Struggling a bit.
Some days...
Grief floods with force
Bursting thru the barriers
Carefully set up
In my mind.
I don’t understand
Why things sometimes happen as they do
But I rest here,
Present in this place,
Abiding in my Lord
Seeking His face.
He is here
In the grief
Next to me
Catching my tears
In His hands.
When the waters slow
I dry my eyes
Get back up
And continue
On my way.
And in the wind
I hear Him whisper...
My child
It will be ok.
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