I cried, beloved, when I had so much loss;
until I met one who had no hope.
I cried, beloved, for a new pair of shoes;
until I met one who would never have need of them.
I cried at the loss of a voice that could no longer sing praises to Him;
until I met one who would never speak.
I cried, when young, for being so ugly, so skinny, so stupid;
until I read that He created me in His Image.
I cried, beloved, when times where hard and funds so short;
until I met one who had no "tomorrow".
I cried, Abba, and bowed before my King,
entering into His Love and Peace.
Letting Him forgive my sins, and forgetting them,
Healing all my diseases and raising me to eternal life with Him.
Beloved, as you cry and think of all your pain and loss.
Where are you today?
HE is here, waiting.