No One Knows

I ran till the sweat dripped.  Sprint it Jennifer. Run. Just be free.  Thoughts. Prayers.  Prayers for those hurting. Prayers for my dear friend who has a hole in her heart from losing her husband. Prayers for a baby born 4 weeks too soon. Prayers for myself.  Prayers for a hurting husband. Prayers for my family.  Prayers for a lost son who has left a deep pain in my heart.

No One Knows.  No one knows that at night I can't sleep. That I toss and turn. I think about my son.  I miss him.  Jesus tries to wake me up to pray, but I can't seem to focus.  There are times, I wake and am surrounded by a love that I just can't grasp.  A person that I can't see, but I believe he is there.  Cries.  Pleas.  Jesus, just show yourself to me.  Reveal yourself.  Silence.  Peace surrounds me and I go back to sleep.

I run. I see her. I see him. Walking down the path, living their lives.  Do they know?  I stop and talk to Levi, a young girl who is just walking home from work.  Rocky, who just got out of prison and is trying to see his children he left behind.  Jeremy who is walking to a job interview.  The list of people I can't remember.  Each have a story.  Each have a need. I stop and talk to each one.
I stop.

No One Knows. No one knows the burning feeling in my heart that I feel for others.  That I have this awakening of my soul that wants to tell the whole world about my faith. About how I love the creator of this earth and how he has been there every single hour, every single minute, every single breath I take.   For 18 years how I have this aching in my heart where I just want to heal the hurts of others, to tell them that it's just as easy as believing.

No One Knows.

Emily's Drawing she did on the computer.
It's not finished yet.