If it takes the wounds of a cherished friend to teach me more of my Savior, then I welcome them in spite of their pain.
Please let me stay here Don’t make me go HE is out there
Our friendship includes pain Not unexpected, But the pricks are small compared to all We add to one another.
What if you made it to the end of your life having loved only those who loved you back?
When first we met, My sight was set: I knew where I was bound. You said your aim Was quite the same, And pretty soon I found...
Enticed I followed eagerly Flattered that he took notice Beguiled by empty promises
I used to feel alone in this, but now I know other women feel the same way. I used to be discouraged, but now I know an inner peace that gives me an identity independent of the opinions of others.