for friends fighting hard battles
“be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle”
I wish I could give your heart peace.
I wish I could say or do something to make it better.
But I can only offer that I’m here – though I
am a bitter, selfish, prideful person, I will try my
best to be here for you – and I can carry your burdens with you.
Don’t keep it in, don’t feel like you can’t share. If
you open up and I ignore, forget, don’t understand
the depth of your struggles, am not there in the
ways you need, then the fault is with me, not
you, the things you’re going through, or the way
And if you want, if you don’t mind, let me make
an attempt, however imperfect or unpoetic, however
honest and real on my part, to tell you of the
One I believe CAN give your heart peace. Who
can do something to make it better.
Who carried your burdens long ago.
I am trying to remember this message, too, dear friend.
I am feeble, fickle, weak, and small. As I said, I am
a bitter, selfish person. I am full of fear, a worrier.
Let us walk together toward Him, learn to lay
our burdens down and sit at His feet.