I see her crying and I hear her heart breaking. I want so bad to pick her up, hug her and tell her," This storm will soon pass. Just continue to have faith." I reach to help and suddenly realize I'm watching the woman in the mirror. Her face is recognizable. Her trembling voice is familiar. The woman I see is... Me.
She looks up at me. I see the pain behind her eyes. Her face is weary. She looks drained. Her body quivers as she cries. I'm hurting for her. Dear God, please save this woman. She needs your comfort. Please guide her to a place of warmth and love. Help her to see that she can be strong. I speak softly to her. "Please stop crying. I know you're hurting. I know you're tired. Please stop crying.
I know it's hard and you feel like you're alone. I'm here. Please stop crying...." She wants to give up. She wants this pain to be taken away. I'm crying for her. She deserves something better.
The broken woman slows her breathing as the tears begin to dry. "Take my hand, stand up" I say to her. Our eyes meet. Looking passed the hurt, the pain and her struggle.
We see a woman who discovers her strength. The courage to push one more day. The passion to embrace a new obstacle. We are reminded that life isn't easy. We have to fight for ourselves. Please don't cry... Please hold on. God is here. Let him be your strength. Let him fight this fight. Believe you can. Feel your courage.
Look into my eyes and see that you can overcome this. I am you and you are me.
Please hold into me.....
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