pieces

(image not mine, here's the link to where I found it: pinterest )

A while ago I came across this image on Pinterest, and I absolutely love this picture. This guy is giving his broken heart to God. That's the way I see it. He's giving his broken heart to God, and God takes it because that's all He's ever wanted, and I really relate to that. God pursued me, and when I finally broke down before Him, He completely embraced me. So I wrote this tonight, thinking of the picture above.

I raised my empty hands

to You

and we both knew why

they were empty--

I handed my heart

to You

but I was cutting myself

on its jagged edges

and we both knew what

had broken it.

I tried taping it back

but it was too heavy with burdens

for the tape to hold

and I kept in there as it was,

not wanting to hand You the pieces

but then I grew too weighed down

by the burdens I couldn't carry alone.

So I picked up the pieces 

of that broken heart of mine

and I held them up

to You

and I said, looking down at

what was left of my heart,

"There's nothing else left

and I thought I was OK

but I'm not

never have been

never will be

unless I have You.

This brokenness isn't much

but it's all I've been left with

and You're all I need

I need You Father

Please I need You."

And You came and embraced 

my emptiness

and filled those broken places

and I'm not empty anymore

You said to me,

"It's okay, though you may

not see it now.

I'm here

always have been

always will be

you'll always have me

give me your brokenness, I'll fix it.

And I've given you all you need

shh, child, I hear you

just let me hold you, 

I'll carry you through this."

You're holding me

You're carrying me

and You keep reminding me

that You're always there

holding and carrying me.

This heart of mine

may be broken

but now Your glorious light

is shining through the cracks.