The world is shaking.
Your world is shaking.
It comes when you least expect it; when you don't pay attention.
You sanction others while you reward yourself. You mind the business of others while your own crumbles beneath you.
The darkness threatens to envelop you as you scramble to keep your footing on solid ground; the ground that crumbles, giving way, just as your heart crumbled when you gave away your soul.
Do not look to others for the blame; that which is in your heart is the truth.
At times it is ugly; it reeks of shame and guilt.
Does God ask this of you? Who is to blame? Who is to carry this guilt and shame? Who's burden shall it be?
You struggle and toil, carry it and then ignore. Yet you never think to lay it down?
Who encourages your grief, your shame, your pain?
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