Letter to A Hurting Sister

A heavy strain tugs on every word in your voice.
A tired soul, weary from the long journey.
Your eyes paint a picture of deep sorrow.
It takes all of you to hold on.

I can feel the pain in every breath,
A secret hidden from all our eyes.
Only you know the truth.
You cling to the burden, you're carrying a heavy load.

A man in the past, a broken friendship,
And lies that fill your heart and mind.
Lost to you now is your deep value,
Placed and sought in all the wrong places.

War torn is your story,
A battle field like no soldier has ever seen.
Deep in the steel cage of your heart,
Is a broken bleeding infant, ready to be held once again.

Growing colder not because of what you've done,
But rather the lies that haunt your every step.
Little whispers in the darkness,
This time it's too big to forgive.

Shrouded in storms scarier than booming thunder,
More dangerous than violent lightening strikes.
Your words bring fear into my gut.
You fall on my heart with ache and worry.

My heart cries like a cold winters rain,
Thinking of the shit you've had to endure.
In you I see so much beauty,
It's simply hidden beneath those scars.

I do not have wise words,
Nuggets of advice to carry you through.
I do have elephant ears,
Your pain and sorrow has been heard.

I do not have an answer,
A way to mend all your nasty wounds,
But I am comfortable sitting in the mess,
To endure the horrid and the absurd.

I cannot promise you happiness,
I cannot promise an easier day.
I cannot promise things will change....
But I can promise you this.

You are a sacred, beloved daughter.
Your value reaches beyond the depths of the sea.
Precious is your very life.
With each heavy, wheezing breath, you are incredibly blessed.

Though it may not feel like it now,
Some day you will indeed be rescued.
Not by a man, a friend, a moment, an event...
But by a burning spirit deep within yourself.

You are strong, built to endure the long race.
Though your muscles ache and nothing is left,
Deep within you possess a way.
You can and will see the sunrise again.

Grateful am I for the day you were born,
For every little step you take.
Joyful am I when I'm in your presence,
You can make my days a little bit brighter.

Your feet are heavy as they walk across my heart,
Pushing me to my knees and on my face.
I beg and plead on your behalf,
And in this I have faith.

You are so much more than what people tell you,
You mean so much more than you could think or know.
Tomorrow is a brand new day,
And for you, this is what I pray.

I pray you feel the warm sun rays beaming on your skin.
I pray you feel the huge embrace, strong arms which will never let you go.
I pray you feel the cool drink on your cracked, dry, lips.
I pray you feel the endless love pouring over you.

You wear a purple robe of royalty,
You sit on an immaculate thrown.
Do not let any peasant tell you otherwise.
You are a queen.

So I leave you with this...

You are a mountain, a solid foundation not to be moved.
You are a delicate flower in a flourishing valley.
Liars sit like weeds and bushes trying to kill you at the roots,
But these evil little murderers can be pruned.

You sit in filth up to your neck,
But you yourself are a crown jewel.
While you feel you are going to drown,
You are strapped with an unseen life vest.

The grass may be dry and dead
Wildfires raging on the horizon.
Though the skies seem so clear,
A life giving rain is sure to come.

You are never alone, your burden is not only yours to bare.
Though I am human and will sometimes fail,
I'll do my best to always be there.
And though He may feel absent,
You always have a greater Father who truly and deeply cares.

Stay rooted in your precious value.
Dig deep and continue on.
Listen to the growing voice repeating.
I love you...you are strong!!!