Sad Cry Over The Cobblestone Road

Your steps are unsteady, like forced Your body is weak like not powered
Your breath is heavy like tightness.

Your hands wipe the sweat that flows on your face and wet your body.
Even you hold a stick to rest on gathering strength and keep going.

The road you passed was rocky and sharp. Your footwear is thin as it will slip from your feet.

Not long, you shed tears that dripping with your sweat. Began to hear sobs like screaming in pain, but you still walked,

Then your crying gets louder, as if you want to scream, but you hold it back by covering your mouth with your hands.

What is going on? what are you experiencing? which part is sick? need medicine? or what?

No, that’s not what he cries about.
Not a drug that is also defeated

The crying implies such a heavy burden. His tears describe the strength to survive. His sweat is a struggle to carry out and carry the burden.

The steps are like a sure hope even though the burden is heavy. The stick is a source of strength to continue to spur enthusiasm in the heart.

Your unsteady steps, your weak and  powerful body, are heading and pursuing definite hope. Sooner or later, you are so sure that you will reach it.

“Come to Me, all who are weary and burdened, I will give you rest. Take the yoke that I put in, and learn from me, for I am meek and lowly in heart, and your soul will find rest, For the yoke that I have put is good and my burden is light. ” Matthew 11:28-30.

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