Tuesday, September 04, 2007

broken.

My prayer tonight is for the wounded. the betrayed. the heartbroken.

sometimes are hurts are little, and seem big. sometimes they are selfish. sometimes they feel like they will destroy us. our friends betray us, our bodies betray us, our dreams betray us. So what are we left with? The hope that God can take our hurts, and turn them into something beautiful. We hope that God can teach us, and can heal us, even when we think its impossible.

we seek out others who are like us. hurt, troubled, broken. We cling to each other and we cling to our hope. This is what we have.

Hope that God heals. That God loves. That God knows what we need and can give us strength to make it to tomorrow.

To all of my friends, and their very real hurts-big or small. I love you-but better than that! God loves you immeasurably and is wrapping his arms around you and holding you while you cry.

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