Friday, September 23, 2016

Healing

Life has a way of tearing your heart out and healing it. Give it a little time. It's during the healing process that tears and laughter play hide and seek. When you are in your darkest hours, you will find the strength from the reserves that none of us knew we had, that's why it's called reserves. My faith in God was tested when in my dark hours. Is there that one dark hour or is each one a dark hour. It doesn't matter. The pain, desolation, hopelessness, loneliness is one emotion. It's just all dark. I managed to find God through all of that. I have tried to make sense of all the darkness. It doesn't matter. U can turn it upside down inside out. You will arrive at the same point. How and why me. People say time is a healer. Not true. It lives with you everyday. It will go with you to your grave. But the dark gets more grey with time and it's not so dark after a point. But it becomes only your flash of dark when you dwell upon it, something you spare people around you from. So those who've not lived it personally are the ones who've actually forgotten it. So maybe that's why they've confused the forgetting with the healing.

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