Not that one that says crap to you at your locker every day.
You can take care of him (or her) with a smart phrase or two.
No, this bully is a tormentor,
and - perfect.
It makes you believe that everything is perfectly wrong at just the worst time.
It gets you right after you think you finally did it.
Yes, you finally did it!
No...you actually didn't.
It feels like discouragement.
It makes you believe that you're
It tells you that you've got something wrong with you.
It tells you that you can keep trying,
but it's probably not worth it.
It feels like a thief.
It robs you of your joy.
It robs you of your hope.
It robs you of your future.
It makes you question proven solutions,
question any alternatives,
question everything you do.
It makes you question your past.
Why did you wait to try at all?
Why didn't you try as soon as you could?
What's the purpose of doing "what's wise" when
you don't even have the self-experienced wisdom
to know what the...what you are doing?
It makes you feel like you've been a disappointment.
Why didn't you give your dad a grandchild?
You know, your grandpa will never know your kids now that his memory is going.
Will your sister ever get to be an aunt?
It makes you doubt your whole future.
You were supposed to be a great mom.
Will you even be a mom?
What says you can get pregnant?
Who says you could ever afford (or achieve!!) adoption?
Why do you think you're special enough to have a family?
Why do you think you're special enough to do...anything?
It feels like you've lost a part of you:
... ... ... ... ...
It'd be great never to have to deal with these things,
but this is my lot in life right now.
Nothing is impossible with God,
nothing at all.
Yet, even He knows that this pain is insufferable.
“There are three things that are never satisfied,
four that never say, ‘Enough!’:
16 the grave, the barren womb,
land, which is never satisfied with water,
and fire, which never says, ‘Enough!’
I love, love, love kids.
It's amazing to be there for them,
to play with them,
to imagine with them,
to help them understand life on earth.
But with as much joy as I get from kids,
-and trust me, there is plenty of it-
I can't ignore this hurt,
It's been 2 long years,
including these last 6 particularly long months.
Insufferable as it may be,
I still have hope:
hope that there is still a chance,
hope that it's just a matter of time,
hope that somehow, this blessing will happen.
Here's to hope - in God - that things start looking up -
1 Therefore, since we have been justified through faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ, 2 through whom we have gained access by faith into this grace in which we now stand. And we rejoice in the hope of the glory of God. 3 Not only so, but we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; 4 perseverance, character; and character, hope. 5 And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us.