Dear Watchman, How are you? My apologies that it's been so long; but the last three years have been tough right? Years full of watching; the darkness, the weeping and all the suffering. First it felt at arms length, then suddenly it presented itself to us personally and intimately. It walked into our homes, our workplace, our relationships and even our houses of worship. When we are watchmen, we are also burden bearers before we pour it out in intercession, we are feelers, and it was too much at one time!. We love deeply and are often guilty of pouring it all out when crossing paths with a soul that Jesus died for. One thing that kept my head above the quagmire was a quote I read in Tish Harrison Warren's book called (Prayer In The Night), where she wrote, “Feeling sadness is the cost of being emotionally alive.” We often find ourselves in pools of grief and realize that the cost of not allowing ourselves to grieve correctly can haunt us for the rest of our lives. In Warren's book she talks about how work and activities are respectable addictions that allow us to avoid my “own inner cries”. She goes on to say,