last week I read an awesome post over at YLCF that put into words something I have believed for a long time, due to my own experiences in this area of the heart. I highly recommend hopping over and reading “Giving Your Heart Away”. And here is a poem I wrote years ago testifying to God’s healing power…
Gentle Hands
he was oh, so careful with my heart
it wasn’t for lack of trying
it wasn’t ’cause I was so fragile
but he broke it.
his hands were so careful
his actions unhurried
yet
as he held in his hands
my so-longed-for-heart
he didn’t take care to stand apart
from the crush of the crowd
someone bumped his elbow
he dropped it
and I broke
he didn’t mean to
it was an accident
but there it was upon the ground
who would put it together again?
i thought the shards got swept away
but bigger hands more gentle still
knew how to make a miracle
it’s whole again
don’t ask me when or how, or why, or where.
sometimes i still feel the seams
I won’t deny the scars
I will admit to feeling bruised
but mostly
i marvel
at where i’m at
from where i was,
from that –
that broken place
so void of hope
so black i thought i’d lost my sight
so crushed i’d never get back right
i thought his hands were gentle
God’s where so much more
though i was not always aware
that He was there,
He was
all along
there, in the throng
watching me
loving me
caring for me
every joy that i felt was a gift from Him
and each pain was carefully weighed
He has proven His skill
that He loves me still
He’s won my heart once again
with His gentle hands.
I like this poem a lot. Thanks for sharing.
Amazing.
This poem means a lot to me Treen.>Thanks for posting this.