He allows my heart to be broken so that love and compassion can flow freely into the lives of those around me.
via The Value of Broken Things — Dark Side of the Moon
Psalm 51:17 The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit: a broken and a contrite heart, O God, thou wilt not despise.
Psalm 147:3 He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.
My fragile heart is broken.
To You my grief is not a bother,
And so I come with words that can’t be spoken.
For You alone
Are everything I need.
Though for a time my heart may groan,
I will not wander from the path You lead;
For whether rest or test,
I know Your way is best. Continue reading
Said the nail to the hammer,
“Why the beating? Why the blow?
Why do you insist on hurting?
I would surely like to know.