So, I'm at work. Night 3 of the week. I'll be off until Friday night. And, I have a heavy heart here. I really feel like I need to write about it to have my feelings out. But, if I honestly start right now...I think I will be a tearful, sopping mess. So, I will blog about it after I go home and have had some rest. No worries friends, it isn't anything going on with me personally. It's about a little patient that has pulled my heart out of my chest. I hope that God watches over her, loves her, wraps his arms around her and counts all of her tears. The Bible says that God knows the hairs on our heads and does hold all of our tears. He loves her. Unsure of why I am feeling this way about someone that really isn't even my patient. Amazed that I could be so moved and so vulnerable to these feelings.
Dear God in Heaven,
I hope that you hear my heart tonight. I hope that you hear my internal sobs and are holding the tears in your hands. I really hope that the circumstances that I cannot see are different that what I think that they are. I don't know why this little girl has come into my life and I don't know why I feel this longing and hurt for her. I hope that things get figured out really soon and that when she grows up, she forgets this pain.
I know that you hear me. I know that you hear me. HEAR me God, HEAR me. You said, let the children come to me. I know you love her. I know you HEAR me.
Amen.
I will blog more about this later.
I will squeeze my babies first. And thank my god for them and every.breath.they.take.
Kimmie
About Me
- Oak City Books
- Welcome to my blog. It's a dedicated place for my book reviews, criticism, and love of all things bookish. I am a mom of 4 busy kids that uses reading as my, "thing." I find that reading books turns off all (okay, mostly all?) of the noise of my world and lets me get away for a bit. Reading helps me escape the reality of the piles of laundry that will never be done, the dust bunnies that I swear will one day grow legs, and the emails and outlook calendar that occupy my life Monday- Friday during working hours. Reading is therapy for me and always has been. I've always been a big dork, introverted, creative, and reflective. If I won the lottery tomorrow, I'd probably open up a used bookstore with my standard poodle somewhere on the side of the mountain and surround myself by others who enjoy passing their time reading. Until then, I'll keep on keeping on. And, I'll settle for reading when I can. Which, I try to fit in as much as possible. Cheers to your busy life and mine, doing the best we can, as often as we can.
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