A Letter To A Lost Friend 

I tossed and turned all night thinking of you. Our last conversation and how you are going through. Though I was there to listen I wondered what can I do? As I contemplated on words to choose I was left with no words for comfort I was just mute. What’s life without friends to help you through? What’s emptiness when you have gave all of you? I understand your pain though I have been down too. Your eyes crying for a filling and I see right through. The smile the brave posture. Your words saying you know what to do, yet you can’t find the strength to reach to. I know thoughts weigh heavy on you, that why I try to make my self available to you. So you know your not alone, yet when you feel when my shoulder can be your home. I don’t have all the answers, and I don’t know why you feel the way you do. I see your pain and loneliness and you have seen mine too. I hurt when you hurt, I cry when you cry. It’s ashamed after giving so much of yourself when your weak you don’t know where to turn to. But I’m here, ready to wipe every tear. Here to hold you up in the only way I know how, so say these words with me to. Dear God I know your there, my friend is lost in her own world not knowing what to do. So we come to you, we surrender our problems to you. Knowing you can fill any emptiness with your love and comfort too. We ask for a change, we ask for a blessing, we ask because your son died so that we may be whole, change our soul, change our thoughts, change the pain that lies in our hearts. Heal what’s broken and wounded right now God. I believe in you as you believe in me, do what only you can do. Now as we ask these things in you, we yield to your answer. And if God it doesn’t come tonight let the joy you give come in he morning. I won’t rest until you bless me like Jacob did with the Angel, because you promised you won’t but more on me than I can handle. In your son Jesus NAME AMEN. 
So now my friend may you rest in peace knowing God has heard our call, and will meet your need. Everything will work out fine, God is sending your answer through his express mail. Tell the devil he can go back to hell. With his thoughts of discouragement and his ways to attack your mind. He may have won a battle but remember the war is yours!     

-Brianna Whittington 

©briannawhittington@gmail.com

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