I am feeling a deep heartbreak today.
An awful feeling in the pit of my stomach.
I want to complain. To vent. To freak out.
I want to cry. Kick. Scream.
This is not what I imagined for my life.
And then I read this.
And I listen to the awe-inspiring lyrics of Meredith Andrews's new album.
And I cry, but with different tears. And I long for more of Jesus.
And I long to let God be God, and me not. To allow him to break me as he needs me to be.
I sit in silence. Waiting. Listening.