Tuesday, May 13, 2014

A Call to the Broken

I cried out and You responded.
But not in the way I expected.
You didn't yell, You didn't curse, You didn't belittle...
You didn't even bring up my past.
You responded with a gentle touch, with a soft tone.
You responded with love.
You heard me though I didn't speak -- but cried out with my soul...
Hurt, broken, ashamed, and afraid of what You might say or do.
Yet You heard that quiet cry...and You responded.
You rushed in and You healed me
You cleaned me up.
You bound my wounds.
Then You turned me around and sent me back in
     to find and bring out the rest of your broken daughters.
You sent me in with Your message...
Calling all broken! Come!
I am sent by the Most High to you, dear sister.
He knows you are broken.
He knows you are wounded.
He knows you are afraid...
And He loves you!
Calling all broken! Come! 
You are loved.
You are valuable.
You are precious.
Let Him mend you. 
He is gentle. He is kind. And He loves you
He has a purpose for you.
Come! I'll take you there. 
He is waiting for you.
Just come!

Listen! The Lord’s arm is not too weak to save you,nor is his ear too deaf to hear you call. ~Isaiah 59:1


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