Lonely doesn't even begin to cover where I am today.
I'm sad.
I'm grieving.
I'm angry.
I'm afraid...afraid that I'm on the edge of depression...afraid that a terrible injustice is going to ruin our lives...afraid that evil will prevail.
I'm overwhelmed.
And, yes, I am LONELY.
I am so VERY lonely.
Yes, there are friends.
And yes, I can talk to some of them about some of the things.
But, really I don't have anyone with whom I can talk about ALL of the things.
So I pray...my heart bleeds...my eyes leak...my chest feels heavy...my brain feels tired.
And I know He hears...
...which is comforting...
...but still I am lonely.
Because right now, I need someone with skin on to be Jesus to me...
...to wait for answers with me...
...to be parent-like to me...
...to hug me while I cry...
...to insist that I eat when I feel more like vomiting from the stress...
...to help me laugh...
...to distract me.
Lonely.
