I don't know who this is for but I can feel your suffering. You try to put up a smile and try to stay strong but at night your tears have been seen and caught by his hands you are ovewhelmed stressed and confused you feel inside a sort of brokeness that you can't seem to shake even with all your prayers and all the verses you have read you have felt left alone and struggle on your own you even wonder if God cares since it never seems to end and you are becoming frustrated even holding back yelling at God
I feel the pain and bitterness and I feel how you just try to push it aside and yet it is always there like a thorn in your foot you can't get rid of your life has not been good and yet you have tried to help all you can you have a tender heart and that also means you can be injured easily like a delicate flower you bloom brightly but in the harsh drought you are withering not sure if you can even get back to how you once were with him you pray and ask seek but no one and nothing seems to help.
Be at peace for he has been tenderly watching you he was there in your private sorrow he was cautching every tear storing it up saying to you that all your tears will be gathered and preserved as beautiful Jewels your anguish has not gone unoticed and I pray that you read this and take it to heart let the feathers of the angels wings flutter from them rushing to you at such a speed let the voices of heaven ring to your heart
You are not alone don't fight as if you are
I feel the pain and bitterness and I feel how you just try to push it aside and yet it is always there like a thorn in your foot you can't get rid of your life has not been good and yet you have tried to help all you can you have a tender heart and that also means you can be injured easily like a delicate flower you bloom brightly but in the harsh drought you are withering not sure if you can even get back to how you once were with him you pray and ask seek but no one and nothing seems to help.
Be at peace for he has been tenderly watching you he was there in your private sorrow he was cautching every tear storing it up saying to you that all your tears will be gathered and preserved as beautiful Jewels your anguish has not gone unoticed and I pray that you read this and take it to heart let the feathers of the angels wings flutter from them rushing to you at such a speed let the voices of heaven ring to your heart
You are not alone don't fight as if you are
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