As I sit along this tree, those deep and dark eyes stare into mine. You want my tears to fall into your hands. You smile waiting for me to reach out to you in comfort. Through your eyes, you see a woman who appears hopeless and in need of her desires to be filled. One who has lost their way perhaps? So close she has let you get to her. All you need now is for her to tell you yes so you can add power to that ugly name. But I assure you you are wasting your time. Everyone knows one can only see so far in darkness. The only way to see things clearly and for what they really are is with Light. You smile but have yet to realize you have been sitting here, so close, waiting on me for years and yet you are still stuck in that same spot. My tears won’t fall into your hands because He continues to catch them. My desires are temporary and can never fill me with this unconditional love. I will admit, stubbornness can be tiring, which is why I regularly come to my Father’s tree. But I assure you, even as you continue to fix your eyes on me, hopelessness is no longer within me. Those dark eyes may always follow me, but through your attempts, I am reassured that my life has great meaning.
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My Father’s Child
We have had our differences in the past, but my father you will always be. No matter how hard you try, there are just some things you cannot hide from me. We share the same blood, as well as some of the same destructive habits. The same need to hide our true battles from the world runs through our veins. I see it eating at the core of your sanity. You say you are fine when honestly your heart is slowly dying inside. Should you stay or go constantly circulates in your mind. The deception and betrayal from loved ones corners you. Anger builds in your heart as trust slowly leaves it. Though we are hundreds of miles away from each other, your pain has become mine. I wish there was a way I could still your troubling heart but I know that is a job only the most High can achieve. I hate to see you in those moods because I know the damage they can create. They may not seem like much until it is too late. I been at that low point and seeing you there would be too much for me to bare. I love you with all my heart and I will continue to pray for your restoration. Please don’t lose hope and always keep your faith close. The enemy is just busy right now, but I know your victory will soon come. You are a strong and courageous man. I am my father’s child, so if I can overcome my struggles, there is no doubt in my heart that you can too. Remember “weeping may ensure for a night, but joy comes in the morning”- Psalms 30:5…I love you Dad.
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