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Sometimes, I see your heavy burdens
In your arms, you carry every debris of anticipation
Your anxieties about the world
Your disappointments and failures
And apologies never received with forgiveness.

Sometimes, I see your hunger and thirst
That leads you to compare with others
Why do you lack and feel all deficiencies
And all over your face, there are tiny and big regrets
That you hoped you did your best.

Sometimes, you act in a childish way
Your words say you’re okay and you are able
But in your deepest core, I hear you shouting in tears
For all those times, you thought that I don’t even care.

Sometimes, your strength is not enough
You wear masks and declare you’re good enough
But your muscles are about to collapse
With the lapses and faults, you thought
You could easily endure.

I was there all the time —
Even the moments you’re not still
You stand too tall that you never looked back.
I was there —
When you soar so high and you made a call to others
And then you ask for comfort
But in them, you received persecution and judgment.

One night, you felt so exhausted
And you never knew that I was there
As I caught you sleeping at the table
And so I carried you in My arms
And you murmured in tears
As I showed up in your dreams.

You felt so close to me that day
And there, you have received the rest
As you acknowledge me and choose to listen to Me.


And finally, I heard from you
The most wonderful word,
“Father,” you were in tears
“It was different this time,”
You added and even declared,
“You are my confidence.”

Never will I fail you even in your loss
Never will my love grows an inch away from you
Though you run miles away
I will see you through
You will make it.


And I will be your strength
I will do it
So rest and lean on me
Rest in my finished work —
It is finished.