Heavy

My heart is heavy.

For as long as I can remember, I've always been the "fixer." 

Simply put, things go wrong- I want to make them right.

This may seem noble to some, foolish to others, but I am finding for myself that it's just plain unrealistic.

Thanks goodness for a Savior!  

I shutter at the thought of going throughout life without Him.

I won't ever have all of the answers as to why certain things are the way they are. 

Why people do the things that they do.

Some wounds are such that a band-aid and kiss cannot fix...

When people I love & care about are hurting, I hurt with them. I don't say this in the form of an empty declaration. Perhaps not on the same level of what they feel, but I wholeheartedly ache when they ache.

Sorry this isn't a bright-sunshiney post, life isn't always full of bright-sunshiney moments.

For those who do come across this post- please pray that the Lord will give guidance & comfort to those I am hurting with (this isn't code for "me," it is in fact for several others I hold near & dear).

So thankful to have a Lord who is the same yesterday, today & forever, especially in this world full of changes...