It’s hard to write about beauty when surrounded by despair.
A woman is trapped in her flat
for fearing to be found by her perpetrator who has been released from custody.
A man couldn’t afford to pay rent because the persistent rainy weather renders him jobless, and the pending doom of being evicted and losing custody of his children.
An old man had to put down his companion dog because he couldn’t afford the vet bill.
A disabled teenager mourns the passing of her mother, also her only carer.
A young man sinks into deep depression and anxiety because of the hormone therapy side effects.
The stories and events go on, and of course there are also wars which were started by people who bear no guilt of murder.
It’s hard to write about beauty, or see the beauty in the overladen ugly, sometimes.
Tag: hard times
you are on my mind
my prayer for you
my dear friends
May they turn to You
May their hearts be soft toward You
May they trust that
Your timing is always perfect
May they find peace in You
knowing how precious they are
in Your eyes