Before you can move on from that storm, there seems to be a melancholy that settles over you.
The path is soggy and bleak.
This can be the hardest part. The one where everything seems hopeless. Gray. Lonely. Oh the loneliness…it can be suffocating at times. No one could possibly understand.
But what if.
What if, in this season, this grayness, that we allowed someone in? Or spoke up. What if it isn't about us? What if it touches just one person? Or we allow just one person to touch us.
Could this change the course? The outcome?