Pieces

Here I stand, putting the pieces back together. I’m realizing some pieces are lost forever, but some have just been misplaced, and some are completely new shapes and sizes. The finished project isn’t smooth or as beautiful as I had hoped or dreamed for. I’ve been broken, maybe not into a million pieces, but broken nevertheless.

So these pieces I’m picking up, I’m giving to my God. He knows me heart best and knows what I need. He knows my innermost thoughts and desires. So here I pray God; God touch my heart heal me, renew me, forgive me.

Here I stand with my God, putting the pieces back into his hands, shaping me and changing me into the person I am at this moment.

I take a deep breath and keep breathing one breath at a time, moment by moment.