Today I Watched a Man’s Heart Break

Today I watched a man’s heart break.
He is a father.
His child is in a pit.
Trapped by a swirl of dark, gripping currents.
Driven to despair as sleep, peace, and joy are stripped away.
In his teary eyes I catch a glimpse of the Father he and I share.
A Father who feels each pang that keeps me, this man, and his child awake in the night.
A Father willing to sacrifice to heal the wounds and soothe the pain of His children.
A Father whose eyes well with tears to hear the sobbing of His child.
As twilight slips slowly and silently around the globe there are countless children seeking elusive rest.
Burdened.
Countless fathers whose own laden heart constricts in rhythm with that of their child.
And above it all, a Father who never sleeps and whose heart never rests.