A Broken Child

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Crying beautiful woman

What shadows linger behind the veil?
The face you see
Not quite so frail

What pain, what sorrow, what struggle real?
The angst, the hurt
The sting you feel

Within the crevasse we call our soul
We wonder deeply
Can we be whole?

We search for light
For something seen
In hunt of peace beyond serene

Within us cries a broken child
God, are You there?
Can you feel my despair?

Do You know my tears?
Do You see my heart?
Can You help me keep from falling apart?

Empty, my struggle has run its course
Weak, my screams have left me hoarse

Fallen, my dreams, my plans
All control is gone
Sullen, I turn, to lean on the One

Then in a place not far from here
I here His whisper
Child, I am near

Rest, release
Return to me
This alone is the path to free

Would I but learn to not leave there
That place in Him
Where there is no fear

Broken still
But not a wreck
Hopeful, heart-full, my bones reset

This One who folds my heart in hand
Now holds my life
My all, my plans

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12 Responses to A Broken Child

  1. Beautiful. …you brought me to tears. Its a strange comfort to know there are so many of us share these thoughts and feelings. “Praise be to God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God. Or just does the sufferings of Christ over into our lives so also through Christ our comfort overflows.” 2 Cor.3-5NIV

    • Thanks, Darla. We are all the walking wounded…and like you, I’m grateful for “the God of all comfort who comforts us in all our troubles….”

  2. This reminds me of another poem that has always helped me when my “broken child” feels the need to take over and make me lose my bearings again…

    God Knows by Minnie Louise Haskins

    I said to the man who stood at the gate of the year: “Give me a light that I may tread safely into the unknown.”
    And he replied:
    “Go out into the darkness and put your hand into the Hand of God. That shall be to you better than the light and safer than the known.”
    So I went forth, and finding the Hand of God, trod gladly into the night. And He led me towards the hills and the breaking of day in the lone East.
    So heart be still:
    What need our little life
    Our human life to know,
    If God hath comprehension?
    In all the dizzy strife
    Of things both high and low,
    God hideth His intention.
    God knows. His will
    Is best. The stretch of years
    Which wind ahead, so dim
    To our imperfect vision,
    Are clear to God. Our fears
    Are premature; In Him,
    All time hath full provision.
    Then rest: until
    God moves to lift the veil
    From our impatient eyes,
    When, as the sweeter features
    Of Life’s stern face we hail,
    Fair beyond all surmise
    God’s thought around His creatures
    Our mind shall fill.

  3. Beautiful. Yet also heart-wrenching. I know God is with me, and yet I can’t even talk with him in the way I usually do. I don’t know why he has chosen this time in my life to unveil yet another part of me that needs to be healed. That is so painful I can’t stand it. Yet without him I would not be able to endure. All I can do is say “I love you Jesus and I know you will get me through this”. And on the other side there will be a better me.

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