teardrop
when the ground dropped away below me when I last gazed on the land I thought I left my heart there and tried to cry quietly in the dim airplane cabin eyes red with internal pain and I watered my pillow with questions in the dark days that followed time does harden the wound but somewhere deep the ache was still festering the questions unanswered it was winter in my soul and my tears dried up sometimes on the grayer, darker days I tried to force a tear thought maybe the sunshine was just a dream and dry wells would be my lot in life but Grace was still pursuing oh, relentless mercy! And while I tried to curl up and suffocate inside myself the Comforter kept shoving things in my face like forgiveness, all bloody-palmed and the dark bottle of those first tears and somehow, sunshine rays of uncertain hope, smiles flashing 'til unwillingly, I had to look to see that my life is an unending string of colorful gifts of proofs that He loves me, tha...