Pain.

My heart hurts like it has never hurt before, my body is weary like it has never been before, my soul is drained like it has never been before.... But my God is good like so many times before... My mind is restless, like a child running after a kite which has gotten away from him, the struggle to maintain composer is almost unbearable, I want to just sit down and cry out "I can't catch it!"  But I will not, for my mind is not one to be beaten.  I have a creator who loves me, not only that but He gives me reason to live!  For I am made in His image!  Chosen, bought, stamped!  I AM HIS!!!!  So like the child who cry's because he could not catch his beloved kite, so I sit, waiting for Dad to carry me home.  I long for the embrace of my Father again.  My heart is of fragile build... I need the carpenter to strengthen it.  My body is sculpted by the master artist, I need to be mended.  My soul is filled by the grace and peace of Christ... I need my savior to fill it a new.


Do I bare this weight all on my own?  Am I the only one who feels this way?  By no means!  For Christ experienced pain to the fullest, even rejection from God himself!  We mere mortals think we are alone...  But in reality, we are immortals who can never be alone.

This is from the heart and soul of a very, very tired man.

-Todd LaBerge