When I look around, oh the pain. The brokenness, the sickness, the disease, of body and mind. The lost, the hurting.
When death comes knocking. When life is taken, when it is stolen, when it comes creeping far too soon... it's a pain that is like no other.
Thank the Lord for peace... Peace that is undefiled and untouched by any human hands. It cannot be broken or tainted or stained with the aches of this life. Sometimes it's so hard to find. But it is there, always.
Though my heart is heavy, there it is. Peace within.
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