What do you do when you feel wounded by people who don't even seem to care? What do you do when it seems like those people are going on just fine while you cry, pace the floor and desperately seek a solution? I've been walking with the Lord long enough to know that when I've been driven to my knees in searing soul-pain, I better make good use of that time on my knees. When I was on my knees, crying and writing in my journal, I heard the Lord say, "Lay it down."