Broken

"When I can't find the words to say how much it hurts, you are the healing in my heart. ... You are the Hope, You are the Hope I'm needing."

I heard this song on the radio today and I cried. Again.

Last night I cried myself to sleep. Not a big display. It was a silent cry of desperation, longing, helplessness. I laid in bed crying, praying, crying, and praying as silent tears and silent prayers streamed out of me. What little sleep I got, was not restful.

The hardest thing I've ever done is watch someone I love suffer over and over again in a magnitude that I will never understand. I am broken. I am hurting.

Ever since I was little, I've been sensitive. I can feel when other's are hurting and it affects me. I used to come home crying as a litle girl when other friends were made fun of. It's the main reason my husband doesn't want me to go into counseling. (Not to say he wouldn't support me a 100%, but he knows that it would affect me very much because I have a tendency to take on other's pain.)

Someone I love is in a very bad situation. I don't want to talk about it. For those that love me, please don't ask. I know it can be frsutrating when people say things like this and then wont give details, but I'm saying this because I NEED you to join me in prayer! I have several readers that I know believe in the power of prayer and I'm asking you to pray for this "situation" when you think about it. Even if you don't know the details, our Heavenly Father does.