Hear today’s very special Good Friday Warm and Fuzzy here:
Last night my sadness woke me up and I sobbed uncontrollably.
The world was sleeping, so I turned to the Lord for conversation.
I feel like I’m getting my life together, Lord, except for these holes.
The losses I have had left these holes in me,
and now my life keeps seeping out the holes.
I’ve tried filling the holes with all kinds of things;
busyness, food, sympathy from others,
But nothing works, I still have these holes.
And the grief from memories past enveloped me again,
And I sat rocking myself, holding myself,
trying to give comfort to my pain,
Wanting to gain understanding.
This pain sure hurts, Lord.
And then as early morning came,
I heard Him softly call my name,
With nail-scarred hands outstretched to me,
He said so very tenderly, “I have holes too”.
And then I knew,
He understood as no one could.
by Anne Peterson 1994Share on Facebook