in the watches of the night
those later times of early early morning
and I think of you
in another time zone.
I think of you
watching, waiting, enduring
the pain
discomfort
suffering.
I wait just for the morning
and what the new day brings.
You wait for healing
and the Everlasting Day
when you will be free.
I pray
that the waiting
becomes more:
more than enduring
more than whiling away the hours, the days
more than simply journeying through the sands of time.
I pray
that in this waiting
you find deep joy
as you offer up
this sacrifice of pain
to Him.
