It's exhausting being an empath ,in a world full of pain ..and hate. You feel so helplessly drowning ,in a deeply intertwined fate.  So blessed in the differences you can make, the knowing that they are for real...but cursed in the  knowing you cant help them all, nor can you help how you feel.

Sometimes when life gets to be just too much, and I long for a safe place to hide. I curl up in the arms of Jeses and He holds me close by his side. I may not understand the hows, the whens, nor all the whys...but I know that whatever happens, Im loved ..and the love of the Lord never dies.