Hidden pains of the heart, are buried deep within.
Some are self-inflicted, the ravages of sin.
Stress can stretch the soul, like thick rubber bands pulled tight,
Many swim in darkness, an abyss without light.
Death’s dagger strikes at random, leaving friends behind,
We don’t know when or how…our time has been assigned.
Jesus perceives this all…he knows each aching sore,
Christ walked in our shoes…and with prayer he won this war.
Lean hard into God, when life’s waves kick up a storm,
For by this patient purging, we can be transformed!
True peace and joy are God’s gifts, coming from above,
He showers grace on hearts, who suffer with great love!