Being a Grownup Stinks Sometimes

This past week has been emotionally draining... My heart is full. I want to pour it out and explain, but I can't. There has been hurt and heartache, but there is healing and hope on the way. God has been faithful. He is always faithful... God has used these words to comfort me this week, so I wanted to share them.

Psalm 147:3-5 (ESV) ... emphasis is mine

"He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds. He determines the number of the stars; he gives to all of them their names. Great is our Lord and abundant in power; his understanding is beyond measure."

Worn, by Tenth Avenue North ... emphasis is mine

"I'm tired, I'm worn... My heart is heavy... From the work it takes to keep on breathing. I've made mistakes... I've let my hope fail. My soul feels crushed by the weight of this world. And I know that You can give me rest... So I cry out with all that I have left. ... Let me see redemption win. Let me know the struggle ends... That You can mend a heart that's frail and torn. I wanna know a song can rise from the ashes of a broken life. And all that's dead inside can be reborn... Cause I'm worn."