My heart is on pause my heart is broken and iam trying to pick up the pieces but picking them up is hard i just want to fix this heart of mine but the pieces are not fitting anymore so what should do i know that god is love and that means iam loved by god no matter what anybody can tell you that they love you but god doesnt lie he loves you cause he created your heart so when its broken in pieces he is trying to put it together love is such a broad word like people say i love you but what do when your heart is broken in pieces like do you hide them do you pick them up and put them in the order that it broke or do you hold the peices in your hands and let god show you that he i love and nobody can take that away but you have to guard it so the wrong person will pick up your pieecs will be torn up so much that even the love that god has for you to explore iis now broken so giving your broken heart to god for help for the healing for holding the broken pieces in your hands and allow god to show you what a true heart can love without being broken
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Thursday, November 12, 2015
A Heavy Heart by Chenise Case
So tonite my heart is broken my spirit is broken and I am sitting in a corner holding my head down I put my hands over my face as I began to cry I cupped my hands to catch the tears but they are flowing like a river so now I sit up and face the wall and my tears still are flowing and I start to here god whisper in my head just release just cry and let go I am here you are safe I feel gods hands on my shoulders and he puts his arms around me and holds me and the tears stop and as I lift my head the tears still falling and all god is saying praise me praise for I am here the tears you cry are not in vain but a release that you are not just doing for you but the people around you who love and care and pray for you and I fall on my face and all I keep saying is thank you lord thank you lord and my voice gets rough but I still whisper thank you lord the tears stop and I am sitting with my hands on my face and I lift my head up again and all I can say is thank you Jesus thank you
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