Diary of a Prodigal Daughter: When Words Fail

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When Words Fail

by Christine Carter

Sometimes we reach a moment when words fail to express the depth or heaviness of an experience, an event, a moment in time.

I was recently viewing a movie with a good friend, and it brought us to reminisce about our childhood, and a time that came before that feels so comforting but distant.

Many of us can think back fondly in this way to a time that came before, even before covid. A time when life was viewed through a different lens, and heartbreak was not an everyday occurrence.

What I have experienced as of late is a feeling of exhaustion, of futility, and a sense of conceding to a new reality, where much of everyday life feels more trivial than it once did.

And thinking of childhood, I marvel at the innocence of that time. These days feel different. As sorrows of others, as well as our own, become a too-often occurrence, it is hard to know what to feel, and certainly more difficult to express those feelings with words. There are none.

And yet even in such a time as this ‘when sorrows like sea billows roll,’ we know that God is not far from us. His presence still can comfort us in those times when our spirits call out from within us with groans and utterances words cannot express.

We may not have solutions or explanations for what we are experiencing, but we know who, in spite of it all, loves us.

Take comfort in knowing that you are loved unconditionally. Rest in the arms of a loving father when the words won’t come. He understands our sorrows and is acquainted with our grief. He can restore hope again.


About the Author

Christine Carter at Mustard Seed Sentinel

Christine Carter is a working mom of a 12-year-old active son Marquis and has been married to her best friend Brent Carter for almost 15 years.

She attends Bethel: the Church at Philadelphia Mills, where she has been attending for almost 12 years.

She is currently a Quality Assurance Specialist at Gate 1 Travel in Fort Washington, PA. She resides in Levittown, PA, where she has lived for most of her life.

She is currently attending John Brown University’s online program where she is working on finishing a Psychology Degree which she began at JBU in NW Arkansas in the 1990s. She expects to graduate in May 2021.

She has always enjoyed writing, and poetry has been her method of choice. She believes that if you have a talent or a gift from God, or a desire to be used for His kingdom, He will make a way. You simply need to be willing.

You can read Christine’s Diary of a Prodigal Daughter column on the 3rd Friday each month here at Mustard Seed Sentinel.