I love you, Lord.
But I loathe the wrestle and wrangle with your children.
The irritation I can manage.
But the hurt slides into a part of me that is unprepared and defenceless, … 154 more words
When you go through life alone you are skinless and defenceless, and all and sundry can land blows on you. When you have someone you care for, their love protects you against everything; only they themselves can hurt you then. 411 more words