I once was broken in the past…
Ok…I was broken a few times in my past. I looked at the shattered pieces of me on the ground. I knew that these pieces hurt, but hurt became a part of me. I looked at myself in mirror a few times but I still was addicted to pain. I remember one night I heard a voice call out my name. I answered but didn’t know who it was. The voice sounded so peaceful and comforting. I knew I needed this voice. So I answered this voice and asked, “how do you know my name?” The voice said, “I named you before you were in your mothers womb, I created you my daughter, you belong to me.” I said, “I am afraid.”the voice said, “Come to me, all who are weary and I will give you rest.” I didn’t know who this was, but I knew I needed this voice. I went to it, dropped to my knees, poured myself out to this voice. I cried, shouted and gave all of me to this voice. This voice took me, filled me, and said I Am God your Father. I was healed, delivered and free. The pieces of me started coming together, I believed Him and I smiled with joy and thanksgiving. I was saved by my God…
Amen
I Will Start Now 