Story

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Day 3- Story

My story
Was broken
Right in the middle,
With pieces that
Seemed to have scattered
To far away places.

It’s edges were tattered and
Paper thin too,
But then,
You invited me
To come to You

And sit beside You
For a little while.

You were quiet enough,
That I knew You were safe.
You didn’t push
Or lecture,
You just held a space
Right next to You
Day…
After...
Day…

You made a way
Into my heart
And I let You hold
the broken parts.

Your hands were strong,
Your hands were kind,
They were able to take
This story of mine
And make it into
Something new

To make it so beautiful,
Just like You.

2 Corinthians 5:17
“Therefore if anyone is in Christ she is a new creation,(a new creature altogether ); the old has passed away. Behold the fresh and new has come!”

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