Love her for this. Some words just hit home. These are a lot of those some.
Dear God, I realize that I am young and that young pain hurts the most livid, the most excruciating. I know that the gashes we receive at this precious age bleed the worst. I also understand that I am only twenty and that agony at this point might force me to think as if the world's about to end, that everything in my life is crashing down on me. That I am bleeding under the rubble and that You can't hear me. But it is absolutely not like that. I … Read More