Happy. I am fine. But there is this part of me that isn't. That is still broken inside out... This burden I have. Stones of smoke laid in my heart. I try plucking them out myself...didn't work. I am dying while living. Sad while happy. Broken....while healed. I cast my burdens to you, Lord. You asked me to. You want me to. You would not let me slip and fall. You never rest. Thank you. As I lay...helplessly helped.
Yes, I feel better, yes I still feel.....broken. Thank you God... Psalm 55:22 Cast you cares on the LORD and he will sustain you; he will never let the righteous fall.