“It will be alright in the end and if it’s not, well it’s not the end”
Some days can be a bit weary. Trying to survive through these days is tough. There was season I found myself aimlessly driving around listening to music; it seemed to be therapeutic at the time. For a while it was. The roads ahead of me looked endless, they stretched on for miles. No end in sight. Where are we going? How long is this going to last? When will this season end? Everything seemed dreadful.
The days seemed long, though time was going by so quickly. When will things get better? “There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.” Sometimes we are our biggest enemy. Why don’t we allow ourselves to heal? Why do we punish ourselves? Why do we not accept forgiveness or redemption?
There is an untold story within each of us, an agony we carry, a burden we bear. Though the road is long, an end will come. The winters can be cold and brutal and no matter how long they last, spring will come. It always does. The dark days don’t last forever for those with hope. The seasons are always changing. “It will be alright in the end and if it’s not, then it’s not the end” because in the end redemption always wins. And I cling on to the hope I have, the hope in the one that redeems.