Prayer Hands

Hands: Five Minutes write prompt word

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Holding  and pointing to scold me. Your hands have cause me pain with a stinging sensation across my face. . As my own hands touch my face to soothe the pain and the marks , I’m sure you’ve left. Along with you walking out the door, without a sorry or care

I stand in tears. Yet, I vow to myself,  as God is my witness, you’ve  hurt me for the last time. I will take only what I came with. I Will also leave with good faith , that seems to blind me to knowledge, that God will see me through in Jesus’s name.

It’s all I have to help me get through, as I calm our only child and pack her favorite toy, blanket and some clothes. I  have to put all our things in one roll away suitcase. Due to the fact, we’ll take public transportation to a shelter that, in Christ’s name will help us , keep us anonymous and away from you.

And my panicked heart,  is least worried about the heavenly Father ‘s job. But, worried  on how soon you’ll  return. Which has been a never ending feeling through out the last few years of what was once a beautiful marriage.  

It changed,because of your  mood swing. Which,changes like your job at the stock market .

Funny putting blind hope on stocks and money can gave me a comfortable lifestyle. I guess it’s time for my soul to upgrade and leave this sandcastle behind.

……….Stop

Om.g. Leave it to Lisa Jo Baker’s 5 minute friday to stretch our creative  minds so briefly.

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Psst…. This really came to mind without much thought. so please be forgiving. while reading it.

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4 thoughts on “Prayer Hands

  1. Woe. Powerful words. Makes my heart ache to know this happens over and again. Except that many women stay instead of leaving.
    I have memories of my father hurting my mom. It’s seared into my memory. I don’t know how she endured the abuse and how she mustered the strength to leave. That was a long, long time ago.
    Mercy, grace, and strength to you. I’m visiting from FMF.

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