by Brenda Garard, Atlanta, GA
All my life I've cried from the inside out, I hold it in till it makes me want to shout. I often wondered if it could be heard aloud, so I decided to speak out. Even then I wonder why I'm made to feel so bad when I just want answers within. The questions aren't really directed at anyone in perticular, it's just all bundled up ready to come out. That's why I like the outdoors so much. That's why when I cry out to God I ask that He put me out in an open field. where I can just cry. Cry just because I can. Cry because I couldn't. Cry because I keep crying and no one hears my cry. Cry. I have so many questions why, Cry because I still think it's all my fault even though I know it's just part of His plan. Some times I cry just because I don't know what else to do. So one day as I was reading the Bible, and my soul was crying out. Then God showed me Psalm 34:4. " I sought the Lord, He heard my cry and delivered me from all my fears! Hallelujah! But still I cry. As God has promised, one day no more tears, pain or suffering.
© 2005, Brenda Garard
Note: When Brenda sent me this piece I thought it would be a good idea to have a regular department on my blog that I can written pieces from my readers who want to share their testimony's/discoverys/soul searchings, etc., with the world. Brenda even came up with a name for this new section, "God's Box." So here is the first of many. If you'd like to see your writing published here, email your God's Box offerings to me (along with permission to post) stanice@stanice.com. This first one is 213 words. Word limit is 250 maximum.
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