Our hearts the muscle that keeps as alive, is also incredibly fragile.
When it is broken, it can never be truly repaired. A little part of it remains damaged.
Ours hearts are precious - they not only keep us alive, but give us the opportunity to love. And, to live.
Some of us do not realise how precious, how vulnerable, how fragile, or how strong, our hearts are until they have been given away. Especially to someone who didn't deserve them. To someone who didn't understand the gift they received through the love we gave in our hearts. To people who took, and took, and took. Then threw away.
When you have given your heart away, and found it smashed into tiny pieces. Battered and bruised, broken.
BROKEN BROKEN BROKEN BROKEN BROKEN
It seems like healing is impossible. So far away. So unattainable.
But that healing that we seek, that healing that we need, comes not from shutting ourselves away, but in our pain and our fragility, laying our lives before the cross. Giving our hearts to the one who gave up his heart for all of us. When he died just so we could live.
In complete surrender I again give my heart to the one who heals all wounds. He holds our hearts in his hands, and he knows how precious they are, how fragile and he loves us back to life. In Jesus we find healing, release and freedom. Broken hearts are made new.
Give your broken heart to Jesus, let him love you back to life.
May his love fall on you now as you read this, and may you feel his healing presence.
Today I have joined the wonderful Lisa Jo and her tribe to write for Five Minutes, without hesitation, over thinking, or back tracking on the word broken, please join us.
Close your eyes wherever you are, and let the love from this song fill you with hope, that no matter how broken your heart is, no matter how shattered, He will make it clean and wash the shame away.
That's it for now ...
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