Alone

— Dana

Pain is a lonely, isolated feeling.

Everyone tries to help…but there’s really nothing they can do. I have to endure this pain by myself. In the middle of the night. During the day. Randomly throughout the week.

Alone.

In a very small way, I can understand how Christ felt the Garden of Gethsemane…sweating blood…pleading “My Father! If it is possible, let this cup of suffering be taken away from me. Yet I want your will to be done, not mine.” (Matthew 26:39) To die on the cross…for my sins…Jesus was really…

Alone.

The disciples wanted to help…but there was really nothing they could do. I may never be rid of this pain, but at least I know that I’m not…

Alone.

With the holes in His hands and the wounds in His sides…Jesus is with me in the middle of the night. During the day…and randomly throughout the week. If only I could understand that more. I would really live like I was never…

Alone.

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