There are so many life circumstances that plunge a heart into darkness.
Child loss is certainly one of them, although not the only one.
And when you’re in the dark, stumbling around, trying to avoid the sharp corners and looking, looking, looking for a tiny sliver of light to guide you out, it is terrifying.
If you don’t have a pocket full of matches or a flashlight or a lantern, you are at the mercy of whoever cares enough to come back for you.
I am so thankful for the friends and family who never tire of my fearful cries when I find myself in dark places.
They come running.
They don’t leave me there.
Sometimes all they have is a tiny candle themselves, a sliver of hope they are clinging to. But they raise it high , share its glow with me and together we take a step forward toward the brighter light of day.
I will never, ever forget the ones who come to me with a torch.
They help my heart when I can’t help myself.
They refuse to leave me in the dark.
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Photo of man with lantern by Marko Blažević on Unsplash
Beautiful, thank you.
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Melanie you have been that torch for me so many times…I can’t thank you enough for sharing…
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Thank you for encouraging my heart with these words. ❤
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