Those days, Lord, I have so many of them.

I am overwhelmed by heaviness and I can’t help but just fall apart.

It seems my dreams burst into flames, turn to ashes, and blustery winds of change carry them off, right out of my hands, and then they are gone…forever.

Must I have days like this?

Days where my heart breaks, tears fall, and I become so frustrated with everything?

Must I feel this way?

I long for my heart to be warmed by the fire of Your deep abiding grace.

I need to hear You singing:

“The LORD your God is with you, he is mighty to save.

He will take great delight in you, he will quiet you with his love, he will rejoice over you with singing” (Zephaniah 3:17).

I plead for You to quiet me with Your love.

I don’t want my hurt to push You away but draw me closer to You.

I come with heaviness, mourning, and ashes; weeping rivers of tears as I hold out my torn heart to You and cry out, “Please take me as I am.”

I look down, only to see the ground beneath my feet.

I search for You everywhere.

I stagger about, hoping that healing will come.

And then I remember that Your arms are outstretched, as far as the east is from the west, so great is Your love and compassion toward me.

My eyes gaze upon the incredible beauty of Your love, ablaze for me and for all who would put their hope in You.

And I look to the cross, where Your precious heart called out my name.

This is where I run when I don’t want to hurt anymore.

Into Your mercy that covers my every need.

I love You.