For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be. (Psalm 139:13-16)
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Broken
I am falling apart, I am barely breathing but in His name I find healing. I am still hear waiting wondering what He is trying to teach me. How do I keep going on? With a broken heart that's still beating, in the pain is there healing? I have no idea what else to do but I'm holding on to You! I'm hanging on another day just to see what You will throw my way. I'm hanging on to the words You say, You say that I will be okay! Please let me hold on to You! I feel like you left me but others assure me that You are here for me to lean on you.
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