BROKEN PIECES

I only saw the broken pieces
I couldn't see beyond the pain
I thought my life was over
That I had nothing left to gain
What do you do with things that are broken?
Don't you throw broken things away?
I thought if something was broken
It wasn't worth saving for another day
The pieces no longer fit together
And nothing made sense
I didn't want to live a broken life
I can't live in suspense
Counseling brought some healing
And I came to understand
That a loving God in heaven
Held the pieces in His hand
He took the broken pieces
The broken shards of clay
And turned my pain and brokenness
Into a beautiful Monét

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