I am not alone
/I've heard a lot of people say that they felt closest to Jesus in the darkest periods of their lives. I think I took it for granted that I'd be able to say the same - but I can't. Dark nights, crying alone, rain slashing against the windows, I don't often have a sense of His comfort or His presence. I just feel alone. Gray mornings, eyes swollen half-shut, I don't often see His new mercies. I just feel alone.
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