Comfort & Not Alone

25 Years This Week. Still Aching?

Psalm 56:8

Lord, it has been years, and everyone else has moved on. They tell me it should be lighter by now, and some mornings it is not. I have carried this date on my calendar so long that I have stopped telling anyone when it comes around. You never once told me the counting was foolish. You kept count Yourself. You put my tears in Your bottle and wrote them in Your book, and not one of them fell where You were not watching. So I bring You this week, and the name I still say out loud when no one is in the room. Hold what I cannot put down. Amen.