...and yet have a hard time putting our finger on the reason.
Then we figure it out, and we want to put words to it...
...but yet we can't let the monster out of the closet.
We long to be understood...
...but fear for judgement and condemnation.
We yearn for peace...
...but there is no peace... only a bandaid.
We ache for restoration...
...but aren't sure if it will ever come.
How long, O Lord, how long?
Oh God, reach in... heal... restore... as only You can do...
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