His cosmic cab!
Soul Snack 9/106 ... His cosmic cab!
Spread unevenly across the floor of his soul was the warm blood of an absolutely shattered heart. This deep red sticky fluid glared threateningly at his spirit. A broken heart is not just isolated to one part of a person.
Unlike all other friends, there is a friend that can see too into my soul and spirit.
He sees the war-torn heart, the bruises on the soul and a spirit without rest. He has counted the blood droplets contained within and the tears that all could see.
A broken heart, a crushed spirit and a destroyed soul is never endured alone. They are both seen and felt too by another.
He too cries at my tears.
He too can't rest at my distress.
His heart aches when mine breaks.
In all their distress he too was distressed,
and the angel of his presence saved them.
In his love and mercy he redeemed them;
he lifted them up and carried them
all the days of old. Is 63:9
When I fall down He lifts me up and then He carries me!
On His shoulders (or in His arms) I find release, relief and repair. With His words I receive refreshment and redemption. He has been doing all this for a very long time. He is perfectly up to the task and eternally good at it.
While riding on His shoulders, there is no meter running nor do His shoulders ache. It is also a place of great company for countless others too are riding as well.