someone

We all …. everyone has their something.

Pain.

Loss.

Heartache.

The secret something that no one sees but sears like fire.

The beautiful have their hidden blemishes.

The plain, their buried pain.

The person that looks to have it all together is more often falling apart.

We all with our somethings. Wishing we could give our something to someone for some peace, some joy, some rest.

Our Someone is able. Our Someone is faithful. Our Someone never disappoints. He is never late nor early. Our Someone restores. Our Someone replenishes. Our Someone recreates.  Our Someone knows our somethings are the tools of our redemption. The process, our path to surrender and our finish is His beginning of beautiful.