The Painful Wait

November 22, 2011
"O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?" is what my soul cries out. Yet not for Romeo, but for her. The unknown maiden whom God has fashioned in his image for me. I cry out in my anguish for her... yet there is no response. Is there no one for me? No cure for this tired and tattered soul? My hope dwindles as I wait for her call.





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