Guest Writer: Promise of Peace
My heart is troubled. No. It’s deeper than my heart. It’s in my bones. In the depths of my soul.A constant ache of anxiety.A constant gnawing. Impending doom. I look around.Friends struggling. Money is tight.Friends praying. Healing just out of reach.Friends doing. Striving towards the next achievement.Friends worrying. Will it get better? When? I look around.Friends helping….