If tears could talk, what would they say? I sure wish I knew...
Today those tears are coming, bringing relief but also confusion. At first I was confused by my seeming inability to cry this past week, but now that the tears feel some freedom to fall, I don't know what they are trying to tell me. So do I fear them and lock them in? Tempting, but probably not the best option. (Right?)
I covet your prayers. This square peg wants to again fit into Canada's round hole...but not so much that her new angles are fully shaved away. As the tears come and more change occurs...goodness, I don't even know how to express my prayer. May our Heavenly Father and Lover of my soul be nearer than ever. Please God...
Amina.
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