Time to cry. Time to heal. Time to rebuild. Time to process. Time to admit to God we don’t like or understand what happened. Time to ask why. And time to let go of asking why. Time to trust.
Time.
Because healing can’t be rushed.
To be honest I don’t know where I’m at in my wilderness…I asked God once again this morning to “no answer” quiet is still speaking to me…..mend , heal, cry, letting go of heartache, friendships gone, more heartache, crushed spirit, depression, sinking, spiraling , swaying to the right, swaying to the left. Oh please God come and heal our brokenness …when someone dies there is a flat line….I literally hear that sound…..when will I feel joy once again…..Be still and Know I am God ~
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