I’m Over It

You ever gotten to the point where you’ve just had it? You’re through: DONE.  Ready for it to be over.  If you were to be raw and totally honest with yourself and the world, you’d shout:

“Aaaaargh!  It hurts!  Oh how it hurts!  I’m tired of this! I have nothing left!” 

The battle seems relentless.  It wears us down.  And yet, we press on through.  We fight.  The battle is real.  The struggle hardens us; we set our jaws against it.  We try our best to shake it off.  Yet, we fall, we stumble, our hearts give in.  Reeling, our minds falter, but He picks us up.  He takes us by the shoulders, kneeling at our height, and looks deep into our eyes:

“You can do this.  I am with you.  I’m helping you.  *firmly, gently*: Look at me; don’t take your eyes off me.  Don’t look at anything or anyone else.  I am with you.  I’ve got you…Eyes on me, My beloved.  Eyes on me.”