"You keep track of all my sorrows
You have collected all my tears
in Your bottle
You have recorded each one
in Your books"
Psalm 56:8
hearts broken
broken in pieces
yet held together
by His hand of grace
tears fall unceasingly
for reminders lie
everywhere
yet each single tear
mingles with His own
as He collects them
in a bottle
for He truly does weep
with those who weep
heart in pieces
close to His heart
where He whispers of
love unshakable
grace unstoppable
peace impenetrable
He reminds that
nothing can pull the heart
from His arms
even that which is feared the most
that which the heart deems
most unbearable
is not stronger than His love
and that love will never end
even when darkness
overwhelms
and that love
will pierce through
even the blackest of
nights
for cannot a tiny flame
extinguish even utter darkness?
and His love is not a tiny flame
but rather a light so brilliant
as to shatter the dark
and He promises
joy from sorrow
beauty from ashes
praise from despair
for the next moment...
and all the moments
yet to come...
He promises to hold
to comfort
to soothe
to sustain
to strengthen
as He gently covers
the broken with
Himself
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