The deep inner workings of a beggar's mind

Reflection

It’s the strangest sensation, losing someone you love. Some days, you’re numb to it and continue life as if nothing had happened. Some days, it feels like a brand new wound being opened. Sometimes you can keep your head and other times you just lose it.  Sometimes the pain causes you to be withdrawn, introspective, and perhaps even a little bit depressed, but it’s in those times that the greatest of all comforts comes in the strangest of ways; playing a little music, a simple pat on the back, a kind word. Praise be to my Anchor for holding firm, my Comforter for dispelling my despair, and my Savior for securing our reunion.

Advertisements

One response

  1. eowynfair

    ((HUGS))

    April 26, 2009 at 21:05

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s