Great words! Love David I sit at the bridge of the river of life wondering if I can cross it or just turn back. Back to the loneliness and pain and isolation it brings, sometimes I get glimpses of a light and think hope then it goes another dark place comes. And I get more tired more hopeless, it seems like its like life is being sucked from me and I cant fight it again. Im too tired, too lost to care. Cross the bridge, jump voices say to me. It would be better to go no more pain. But then a voice calls to me a small voice in the mist of the pain, calls me by name, calls more and more hold on, then I see the hand coming to lift me from this pain. I can hold on or turn away but it stays there for me I can bearly can lift my voice but one small cry from me and life joy floods my pain and I am born, safe and new Now I can go through the days that are painful, sad or just too strong for me to get through but I know now I have You to get through them now.. I am never alone Jesus said I came to give you Life and life more abundant. come to Me and I will give you rest. The bridge by Jean Doherty 1st of June 2014
Posted on: Tue, 03 Jun 2014 00:00:00 +0000
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