It's like a storm that cuts a path and breaks you in, it feels like that.

"I won't let you down, you're gonna make it 'cause I will stand by you,I will stand by you, I will help you throughwhen you've done all you can do, you can callI will dry your eyes, I will fight your fightI will hold you tight, and I won't let go."I Won't Let Go, Rascal Flatts 

Such a great melody, such inspiring and hopeful words. Don't get me wrong...: I'm all for hopeless romanticizing of life. However, I've experienced just a few moments of brokenness that remind me that this life is not all we were meant for.

The truth is that people will inevitably let you down. Depressing, right? Eh, not really.  I am sure in my short time in life, I have done my fair and very unfair share of letting people down, disappointing, or depressing someone's feelings, of some sort. I take no pride in it, and odds are that I didn't do anything on purpose. The most wonderful people in our lives, the most wonderful times in our lives-- in the midst of them, there is a need for the sobering reminder that faith in man is misplaced faith. It is no fault of their own, except maybe that we are not whole creatures, we are not God and cannot pretend to be God to anyone. Man cannot meet our every desire because man doesn't even KNOW every desire. I don't even know my own desires most of the time! I leave places and people with little depressions in my soul that just sneaked up on me and left me still trying to figure them out! Things that seem certain are not certain, and those safe places we think we can always retreat to, even those within ourselves, don't ever seem to be quite as safe, happy, or warm as we want them to be at all times.

While these reminders seem depressing, I feel as if they are a little nudge into the arms of God, who knows my every need and desire. Who can dry my eyes and fight my fights, who can and I know does hold me tightly, all the time, and sets me free to run and live life- able to run safely back into the arms of this... unexplainable kind of love that hammers out all the indentations left by the sheer act of living with feelings and emotions.

-Lindsay