Sometimes only God sees the little sacrifices that we silent ones make.
To take the place where no one wants.
To sleep at the cleft between joined beds where no one wants.
To sleep in the cold when others tug snug the other end of the blanket.
To keep silent when others take the place that belongs to me.
To hold back the tears when we've been hurt for being forgotten.
To hold back from venting the dissatisfaction for the sake of the peace of it all.
To choose to sit outside seeing others want to get in so much.
To choose to let go of something close to the heart, for the happiness of another.
To give up something also wanted, to keep someone satisfied.
But I hold on to the hope, and assurance that God sees them all and He bless me for them. Knowing it is for them that I did it all. Little things that does matters to the heart, I gave them away not without tears in my heart.
And sometimes there's temptation to ask, when is my turn to get what I want and what I deserve.
:'(
Hold on. Your treasures are all in heaven. Your portion is bigger than all this little sacrifices you made for them. Your portion is better than these little comforts that you gave up. I love you. You know how it felt when I went up the cross for all.
Of course this is nothing compared to what you did on the cross!
But dear, the pain is the same. Inside. I love you.
:')
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