Solitary
I sat
baking in the sun
strong winds force shards of sand into my flesh
sunburned
I waited to die
abandoned
unloved
unkept
tossed aside like garbage
I hurt
every cell ached with sorrow
But Jesus found me
with cool water
He washed my face
He poured cool water on my parched tongue
He gently laid a blanket over me
He held me
He promised to stay
He called me beloved
my sobs met no resistance
I curled into His chest–hidden
my eyes are red and swollen
sorrow is my close companion
waves of sadness roll over me,
threatening violence
The storm will end
Peace will prevail
But til then
as circumstances and emotions buffet me,
Jesus holds me close.
Copyright MaryBeth Mullin
Rooted and Grounded 
In Christ Alone My Hope Is found he is my… Everything. I just can’t remember the words after that. Praying for you and lots of love. Thank you for sharing that painful emotion.
Thanks. God is good all the time.
Love the cool water, I can feel it, and that the storm will end. I remember that too. Thank you Jesus. Thanks Mary for sharing hope.