Posts tagged with ‘Lord’
April 20, 2017
Here is my heart, I’ve broken it You see.
I tried to fix it as best I could, but it keeps falling apart.
I shared it with my friends and family, I gave them each a piece.
Everything was fine until the pieces they held began to break..
Some of them were lost and some thrown away, a few of the pieces remained intact and were treasured.
But more still were breaking every day.
Pieces were returned to me, the carrier with tear stained eyes. “I don’t know what happened”, they would say.
I would take back the piece knowing we would never be the same. I tried to reconstruct my heart using anything I could – band-aids, tape, ribbon, and even glue – nothing held and I cried.
As I put the pieces together the cracks spread.. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t want the broken bits to break the rest, so I’m giving it back to You Lord, I’m giving You my heart.
I know You can fix it. You are the One who created it.. I’m not asking You to make it new, I’m merely asking You to make it whole.
The cracks will help me remember all the pain I’ve gone through.
The glue holding it together will make those breaks stronger so it won’t break in the same place again.
It was such a pretty heart, You made it so well.
I wish I hadn’t broken it, yet the breaks are part of life. For an unbroken heart has never lived, has never loved.
So Lord, will You please protect my heart? Keep it safe for me? And when the cracks appear, will You please fix them, patch them and I would be so grateful.
It’s so hard to heal a heart that is your own.
I’ll be back for it someday when I can find the one who will care for it as You do.
I thank you Lord for everything You’ve done. For hearing my plea, and for restoring my heart.
Forever Your Child,
June 2, 2016
“I don’t want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails. I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbors children. I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone’s garden. I want to be there with children’s sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder. I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived.” ― Marjorie Pay Hinckley
November 19, 2013
Dear Lord, Please help me to remember today that you are with me and no matter what happens, we can handle it together.
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