The tears streamed down your face as your facade of strength finally cracked. I feel your pain. I've cried those same tears. I've asked those same questions for months on end.
I know the pain is so fresh and so raw but I want to tell you it does get better. Right now the waves of sorrow crash into you so hard that you can't tell up from down. But one day you'll learn to ride them like a skilled surfer. That means you'll still have moments where you wipeout; moments where you're fine until you're not. But you'll get up quicker each time. And the scratches will sting a little less.
I know because I've been there and you are not alone.
As I stand here on the other side of heartbreak I can tell you that it's worth it. The change, the growth, all the beauty God created from my mess was so worth it. All the opportunities I would have missed out on if things had gone according to my plan were worth it.
But it took me a while to realize that.
Now I'm left with a scar. A scar caused by a wound that looks much like the one you have now. That's how I know we're sisters and for that alone, for you alone, I wouldn't trade a moment of the pain. You are worth it.
You are worth an unrelenting love.
I'm so sorry he couldn't see that but God does. Regardless of where you've been or how you've messed up God sees where you are headed. He has great plans for you. I know that it doesn't feel like it right now but He's protecting you and preparing you for something much better.
When you come out on the other side you will be so much stronger. You will be whole. And one day this pain will be a distant memory. Until then I am here if you need a shoulder to cry on. I will not rush your healing process. I will not grow weary of your pain. I will carry this burden with you and more importantly so will God.
Since God cares for you, let Him carry all your burdens and worries.
1 Peter 5:7 (VOICE)