Encouragement

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How do I reach you my love, my heart, when words no longer speak a language once pure, sweet and carefree – unmarred by creeping vines of lies that choke innocence of its hope. Will my eyes ever touch the light that glistened upon your lashes? When will your laughter fill this empty cavern of sorrow? This chasm of time is deep and cold my love. Will you not drown in its hollow allure?

The fragrance of your countenance warmed these halls, each room brightened as you whirled your way to each new experience. What happened my heart? Sparkles fell in the wake of your pain. Shadows of your smile weighed heavy and slipped through the cracks of despair. Your cherished clock no longer pointed to times of joy. How do I reach you … how?

My fists shake in the grasp of prayer for you my love, my heart. Each prayer a brick, each promise the mortar. The power of the Builder making a way over this chasm of time – strong as it is sure – just for you. He’ll take your hand, nay, He’ll grab hold and pull you out prayer-by-prayer, tear-by-tear, groan-by-groan and set your feet on its solid path where freedom waits on the other side of loneliness. Where laughter will sparkle once again upon your cheeks and the sigh of your heart will be full.

How do I reach you my love? There is but one way … He who knows the only way, will make a way, to your heart.

“Never will He leave you, never will He forsake you.”*


Each prayer a brick, each promise the mortar … the power of the Builder making all things possible.










*Hebrews 13:5b NIV
*Luke 18:27



Pat Guy
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