I realize that there are people in the world who are really suffering. Hunger, persecution, watching your children wither away from starvation, prostitution, kidnappings, rape, abuse, infidelity, abandonment.
That is not my life.
And yet, I find myself entering into my own share in the world of suffering.
Coming to grips with my past has not been easy.
But coming to grips with my future is turning out to be not any easier.
I don't even have the words to explain it all, but if you're a praying person and you happen to love me, could you just pray for my heart?
It has been broken in the past, but this is a different type of breaking. A deep, dream-breaking that has me shedding a lot of tears, praying a lot of sad prayers, and hoping above all else that my Jesus who redeemed my soul is working to redeem this story.
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