pulled out of school. at home, but have to pay my own way. all i can think about is getting back to her, but i can find no hope. i've lost it all. it hurts so bad, i can't take it. it's hell being home, but i can handle it all except losing her. i can't handle that.
Posted by bwu at January 31, 2005 05:30 PMAs someone who has been there to some degree before, I can only say that grace during these times doesn't come down a flashy radiant beams. Most of the time you recognize it faintly at the end of the day when you realize, huh, amazing, I actually got through it. And then there's the mercy escape of sleep even if it's only for a brief while. Honestly, I don't know what God is doing and how He is working now, but I am confident that redemption is in store. I love you and I'm proud that you're my brother. Head up, young person. Hold on.
Posted by: shirley on January 31, 2005 07:24 PMI know it hurts, in a way that can't even be expressed. It hurts in a way that cannot be comforted with words, and in a way that will not pass. We can't see past it, we may think we can't take it, but you'll be surprised at how far God will push our limits of what we CAN take. We are still breathing and walking; so even in the midst of pain, live and move for a cause that is greater than ours. We will be blind and we will wince with every step, but it's the only way. We have to press on toward the goal and know that our life is not our own. Head up, brother; God is on your side.
Posted by: Jon Y on January 31, 2005 09:06 PM