Sometimes there are no words to express the sorrow, the shame, the guilt, the enormity of the burden, the desire to be healed.
So the Lord works with me in the silence. I seek his presence. I offer him my failings, weaknesses, fears, shortcomings, pain. I show him my heart.
And he shows me his heart of infinite understanding, compassion, mercy, forgiveness, and love—and I am made whole again.
Now there was a sinful woman in the city who learned that he was at table in the house of the Pharisee. Bringing an alabaster flask of ointment, she stood behind him at his feet weeping and began to bathe his feet with her tears. Then she wiped them with her hair, kissed them, and anointed them with the ointment. Luke 7:37-38

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