God amazes me.
I have a vivid
mind and oftentimes that is how He speaks to me, through colorful images.
As many of you
know, I lost my daughter Shiloh in December, and my heart broke. I felt like it
was split wide open, aching and bleeding. Four months later, my sister lost her
first baby. I felt my heart’s wound widen and the pain grow deeper.
In that pain I
journaled:
Surviving a Broken Heart
The news comes so unexpectedly
At first all is well, then ends in tragedy
To lose a life so small it seems
Unfair with all the sorrow it brings
How can a heart survive the blow
That grief drives in so deep, so low
It filters through the body and more
The spirit, the soul, they all feel sore
Lord mend the wound that bleeds inside
Send peace and grace into my mind
I can’t walk this journey alone
I need your help to make me strong
The news comes so unexpectedly
At first all is well, then ends in tragedy
To lose a life so small it seems
Unfair with all the sorrow it brings
How can a heart survive the blow
That grief drives in so deep, so low
It filters through the body and more
The spirit, the soul, they all feel sore
Lord mend the wound that bleeds inside
Send peace and grace into my mind
I can’t walk this journey alone
I need your help to make me strong
A few nights ago,
I lie in bed thanking God for helping and healing me through the heartbreak of
the last five months, and He showed me an incredible picture.
I saw my heart
with a jagged wound down the middle, but pulling the wound closed was a big pink
“Hello Kitty” Band-Aid. I could tell the wound wasn’t bleeding anymore and that
it was sealing shut with the help of the Band-Aid.
A memory flashed
through my mind of me as a child repeatedly falling off my bike and scraping my
knees. I’d come into the house crying. My knees would hurt so bad. They’d be
torn up and bleeding. Dad or Mom would rub my back and tell me it’s going to be
okay. They’d wash away the blood, put on triple-antibiotic ointment, apply a
Band-Aid, and place a kiss on the boo-boo and say, “All Better.”
This is what Father
God did for me.
I came to Him
with my torn heart. He looked at the wound and said, “It’s going to be okay.”
He wiped away my tears and rubbed my back. Then He washed the wound clean with
His love. He applied a potent triple antibiotic salve of peace and covered the
wound with a Band-Aid. Placing a kiss on the boo-boo, He says, “It will heal.”
Thank you Lord.
Thank you that
you Band-Aid the broken hearts.
I put my trust
in you.
My heart is safe
in Your hands.
Thanks Daddy,
I’m feeling much better.
That's beautiful Catie! Love you, Janna
ReplyDeleteThank you Janna.
DeleteAwesome Catie! He is such a good Father. So gentle, so precious.
ReplyDeleteHe definitely is Debi.
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