“When will the pain disappear?” the brokenhearted asks.
“When will the grief dissipate?” the bereaved wails.
“When will the morning come?” the one seemingly trapped in the longest night season whimpers.
“When will hope return?” the despairing soul moans.
“When will I laugh again?” the sorrow-laden whispers.
“When will I be free?” the imprisoned cries.
“When will I receive justice?” the wronged pleads.
“When will the weight be lifted?” the heavily burdened implores.
“When will the fighting be over?” the wearied warrior sighs.
God knows. God knows. God knows.
May we find comfort in this truth,
accept His grace
and trust Him.
No matter what.
Today’s post is for Day 15 of the series, “Sustenance from the archives+,” that is part of the 31 Days Free Writes writing challenge. The post is one of the “+” in the series title “…archives+,” in that is freshly minted. The prompt is, “When.” To read the post for Day 14 of the series, please click on the link below.