What do I do when I can do no more? I keep going. I breathe in and out and in and out until it takes. Until the ember of hope sparks so I feel love again. I feel God again. In the most unlikely way, most likely. When disappointment grasps what life is left, when it strangles and suffocates…it’s not the end.
It’s another opportunity to prove beyond all doubt that love conquers all. Not mine, I’m flawed, not yours, you falter, but Love bigger than us all.
Supernatural. Unmeasurable. Unsearchable.
When my heart feels so heavy, so full of trouble, so full of what I can’t control, I bend. I double under the weight. How can they? Why did they? So much I can’t control, so much I can’t be. My heart it breaks, and I’m broken.
Is that OK? Is that the end. No it can’t be.
This isn’t trite, this isn’t small, this for me is the answer to it all. Breathe in and out and in and out until it takes. Until the ember of hope sparks so I feel love again. I feel God again.
Another day, another way shows me I’m not alone. What life takes, it does not give back. No potions or luck. But if I open my eyes I see it, I feel it, I know it all around. One truth, one love, that shows me again. I can love.
When I don’t know what to do, or it doesn’t make sense. I can love. When it seems too hard, too much. I can love. I borrow from a well, again and again, so deep deep deep.
The smallest shift, just a little incline. A leaning in so I see it, feel it, know it again. Just keep going, one day at a time.
Breathe in and out and in and out until it takes. Until the ember of hope sparks so I feel love again. I feel God again.