hearts

Hearts in the hands of men are often
Misused.
Broken.
Crushed.
Bruised.
Held in the hands of God they are always
Healed.
Never the same,
for nothing that has been broken
is ever the same.
But,
I have it on good authority
that when bones heal,
the place where the break was
is stronger after it heals
than it ever was before.
I know in my life
the same is true for my heart.
So I sit here lifting up my heart to You Lord.
Thanking You for Your love,
Your faithfulness,
Your kindness,
Your compassion,
Your gentleness,
Your power in my life.