Memories and Grief

 
The memories come crowding in
So tightly I can't breathe.
A sorrow builds within my heart,
For which there's no reprieve.
 
I’m broken, Lord, unmendable
By any hand but Yours.
The pieces, scattered, crushed and lost;
There are no other cures.
 
I call out to You in my pain,
For I’m lost in despair.
I don’t believe there’s a way out,
Unless, Lord, You’re still there.
 
Oh Father, call my name once more,
I pray You’ll lead me through.
I know that I will never heal
Until I’m next to You.
 
John 16:22
So with you: Now is your time of grief, but I will see you again and you will rejoice, and no one will take away your joy.