Original pastel. Three losses in 8 days. My heart is heavy. I am attached to this scripture because it deeply moves me as it so accurately describes the thought of grief~ the weariness, the thought of my heart simply dissolving into the emotion...the revisiting of this unwanted experience of having to let go, over & over again. It feels intensely, 'not right'. My heart was not made for this. Originally, my heart was made for Eden. The intensity of the struggle drives me clinging to the words of my heavenly Father. Nothing else suffices except His promises. They serve as rays of Hope. Every inch of my being longs for heaven~ just as the angel trumpets in my yard stretch toward the sun with all they have and follow that source of light across the sky~ reaching out to their strength, so I reach for my strength & receive it directly from His hand. <3 Psalm 119:28.