Broken Light

Your head is bowed in prostration; your hands raised in perfect prayer towards the skies; your eyes seeping seamlessly with tears… You’re broken inside, oh-so-broken. You’re begging Him to fix you, to take this pain inside your heart, to fill your blackened heart with His light. You don’t know how or why you got to this: to this weak, broken, battered and bruised heap on the ground, but you’re here – you’re here now and all you know is this very moment. But in this very moment you are blessed, more blessed than you had ever been before. For “He found you lost, and guided you”. Keep your hands and heart open and trust in Him; I promise, He will guide you Home.