I weep…

I weep 

The world feels so heavy.

So I weep.

I am an empath and highly sensitive.

So I weep.

I am in a season of transition.

So I weep.

Most things are right and very little is wrong.

So I weep.

I am doubting my abilities.

 So I weep.

Change frightens me but it is necessary.

 So I weep.

 I want us to be whole.

 I want us to win.

 So I weep.

 I weep for the little girl who was hurt so bad she learned how to relate to the world from a place of trauma.

 I weep for the adult who is having to unlearn and relearn.

 I weep for the one who is dealing with a fresh breakup. 

I weep for the one who has had to live any portion of their life without the physical presence of their mother or father’s love.

 I weep for the one who has had to traverse years without the love and protection of the ones who helped raise them.

 I weep for the one who struggles to find a safe space in any romantic relationship but refuses to let that stop her from working so hard to create a safe space for others.

 I weep for the parts of us that have yet to be healed. 

I weep for the parts of us that bear the scars of healed wounds.

 I weep to aid in the healing process. 

I weep as a release. 

I weep because I know my tears are watering seeds that have been sown. 

I weep because I am expecting a harvest. 

I weep because there are promises over my head!

 I weep because I need to release this burden at the feet of my Savior.

 I weep!

Black Sands Beach, Liberia, Costa Rica