Dejected I sit
Legs crossed
Head bowed
Heart heavy
Soul weary
Shame and disappointment surround me
In my hands lay broken pieces
Broken dreams
Bruised
Misshapen
Unrecognizable
Tears fall
Heart constricts
I can’t breathe
Lord, my heart hurts
So bad
Please help me
Please save me
You walk in
Instantly, I shrink back
Weakly I plead
Please Lord
I messed up
Please forgive me
Slowly He approaches
What’s this? He asks
His gaze on my hands
On my broken pieces
My broken dreams
I messed up
I ruined everything
Please Lord
I’m so sorry
May I have them?
No!!
I can fix them
I can piece them back together
I just need time
I can do it
I know I can
Patiently He waits
But Lord…
What if You can’t fix them?
What if You make it worse?
What if You don’t give them back?
Who would I be without them?
I want them
They’re mine
I can fix them
I know I can
Still, He waits…
Patient
Constant
Kind
But Lord…
How do I know I can trust You?
How do I know You won’t let me down?
His gaze gentles
As He crouches down
I got this
Fear rises within me
Is He safe?
Is He worth it?
Can I truly trust Him?
I look down at my broken pieces
My broken dreams
Lifeless
Hopeless
Lost
Please Lord
Please help me
Please forgive me
He reaches out
Hesitantly, I drop them in His hands
Please God
Please
Please don’t let me down
My beloved one
I’ve got Carpenter hands
I can make ALL things new
Just watch and see what I can do!
“For I’m about to do something new. See, I have already begun! Do you not see it? I will make a pathway through the wilderness. I will create rivers in the dry wasteland.” Isaiah 43:19
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