Binding the Missing Pieces
He heals the brokenhearted, and binds up their wounds. Psalm 147:3
It creeps up out of no where. Your day begins just like any other, You get up. You get dressed. Go about your normal routine.
But, then something feels off. Different. Out of place. Out of sync. Your normal routine feels off balance. And, deep down inside something inside of you begins to break. Your heart. The one that is missing a significant piece of that normal routine.
For me all it took was the morning paper. Picked up from outside on a Sunday in which I should have been at church. A Sunday after I dropped my son off for his first year at college. 9 hours away.
A simple newspaper. A routine that was off, A reminder that something was different. That a piece of my daily life was missing. A floodgate of emotions and tears that began…
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