STAINED GLASS by Gloria Garcia Broken pieces, shattered life Shards og rugged edges, sharp as a knife Many to put back together, scatttered aside. Give them, tape them, fix them again. Whatever it takes, find a blend. Will someone help? I want to mend. Colors of crimson, cyan, opal, and amber. Dont worry, I will help you remember The past behind you is now getting further. What you see broken and useless is a work of art. I have all I need to mend youre broken heart. Leave it to Me, trusting Me is just the start. The beauty of pain is not the moment it begins As writhing agony may not make sense But under the pressure of brokenness, a newness ascends. I dont understand. Please show me the way. Take my fears, with my mind dont play. All I can see is broken pieces, Lord, what shall I pray? Pray you see what I see. There is no mistake, just ask. All those pieces have purpose that will last. Put together perfectly to create beautiful stained glass. Written 2-22-2010
Posted on: Mon, 04 Nov 2013 06:07:03 +0000
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