So many times in the past two years, I have longed to get away…to fly somewhere far, far from home and pretend that the devastation in my life didn't exist. To make believe that all was well and that if I didn't think about the trial, it wasn't there. If only life were that easy. Wherever I went and whatever I did, my mind wouldn't stop…the reality of the pain, the loss, and the grief followed me, day and night. There was no escaping the sorrow no matter how hard I tried, no matter how fast I ran. Thankfully, God in His kindness, opened my eyes to see that I didn't have to fight anymore; I could lay my burden down and fly into His loving embrace.
** I'm linking up with the lovely Lisa-Jo today for Five Minute Friday. Today's word prompt was “fly”.