Beautifully Broken

  I am tattered and torn, weary and worn. I close my eyes I can see life as it once was, before the pain, before the heartache, before the loss of so much .Before I felt like a outsider looking in. Can yesterday come again? If only that was more than a dream? Some days I cope with a smile, other days hanging on by a single thread. Yet I just don’t want to survive from day to day, I want more than anything to live this life, I want to dance, I want to embrace each chance, I want to have faith and hope in a brighter, beautiful days.    There are days my faith feels so small, there are moments in each day I ask myself can I do this at all? Is the light, the glimmer that once lit my eyes gone? I hope not, I fight to live on. I am doing the best I know how to do, but there are times I ask is that the best I have?   There are nights I sit at my desk with only a small light on. I journal my thoughts, my hopes and my dreams, I wonder to myself  is that all the...

Another night of endless pain, hard to remember   the life i had before all this pain began, another night I face, the world sleeps as I lie awake thinking of another time, another place, a place far away from all the pain and the tears, if only I could go back so many years.     As I sit here with tears falling from my eyes I cling to the words I   know my Savior said” never will I leave you, never will I forsake you” its in moments like this I so desire to be wrapped up in the arms of my loving Lord.     Outside I can hear the river flow on by, and the small waterfall at the end. it’s the way I love to   begin and end my days, hearing the sound of God’s creation   the sound reaches into my soul I feel its echo through my body, I sense the peace and the tranquility it brings its in moments like this, amidst the pain that I live for.   Day after day as time ticks away, the hours slip by, they give away to days, days turn into weeks...