I sent out a cry for help and it was answered. This is sort of how it went down…
Never Alone
In the depth of my misery
In the cloudy fog of pain
A quiet yet firm voice spoke
In the heart of my remorse
In the hollow pit of emptiness
The words were strong and clear
“I am here
I have always been here
Will you let me help?”
In surrender to my Lord
A calm stillness overshadowed
the hurt, the anguish, the agony
The constricted chest
Still tight
The hollow tummy
Still empty
The broken heart
Still in pieces
The cloudy mind
Still foggy
The torn soul
Still ripped
Beyond all is the spirit
Alive, strong, and whole
In His hands, His control
Have faith, just believe
©2009 Christina Sempebwa
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