The pain I felt and the unhappiness I was under could be cut with a knife. That’s how hard and solid the feelings had become in my life. I yearn for a companion, on the road home, because I feel so lonely.
Today, others celebrate the Lord’s rising, while I shed tears in my room. I stayed away from the church. I don’t know whether I’m right or wrong. Good or bad. The road seems so dark. My sacrifices seem to mean nothing; my goals seem empty and my heart, void. It’s gloomy outside. The perfect curtain to my soul and it is soothing to my tear stained eyes. I don’t think I can stand this much longer. Nor can I tolerate the sunshine right now.
I know the Lord has a plan in all this, though I feel deaf and blind, right at this moment. I don’t know what the plan is and it is frustrating. All I know is that I’m lost once again and can only hope He would find me.