The older I get
Will I get over it?
It’s been way too long for the times we missed
I didn’t know then it would hurt like this but I think
The older I get
Maybe I’ll get over it
It’s been way too long for the times we missed
I can’t believe it still hurts like this.- Skillet, The Older I Get
Some things happen in life that make little sense. It is uniquely human to feel relational pain and, thus, uniquely human to hold onto it. Part of the problem in my life is ignoring the pain and just hoping things to right themselves while I’m not looking. Or forcefully looking the other way through substances and substitutes. Thankfully, I’ve come a long way in the last year, but I’m still glad 2010 is gone.
Don’t think I’m only talking about girl/guy relationships, either. A lot of stuff happened in my life last year, including incredible suffering within my immediate family. God has graciously spared us the worst prognoses, but He still doesn’t make sense and that’s something I also have a problem with. So, I just try to forget it and move on. Deep down, though, I still know all of these things are nagging the darkest corners of my brain.
I must deal with them at some point, but how? What do you do beyond acknowledging them? Do I need to write an exposition on all of my complaints and sufferings — then burn them? God, sometimes suffering seems so meaningless.
Jehovah-Rapha, come down.
