Praying Days

Thinking about goodbyes. About heartache. How you can grieve things that aren’t quite lost yet. How you can watch things breaking and not be able to stop it.
How sometimes praying is like breathing is like crying. I feel the tears in my words before I feel them in my eyes.
Lord, hold our breaking hearts.

“Lord, I am worn out waiting for your rescue. But I have put my hope in you.
My eyes are straining to see your promises come true: when will you comfort us?
I am drowning in tears.
Strengthen me as you promised.
I cling to you.”

(adapted from Psalm 119)
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