It has been weeks.
I will close my eyes because I am so tired. Tired seems like an understatement. I start to drift. Then WHAM!
The thoughts. Oh they start running. Running over my heart and head. The words are quiet;silent whispers of memories or dreams that feel so out of reach. Quiet screams that attack in the dark.
I try to quiet the soul.
I cry out!
I need you.
In the darkness I feel His strength.
Waves of grace.
Awakened to hear.
A familiar connection when you can’t sleep.