I run, I hide, I don’t want to be broken.

Yet the pain of circumstance overtakes me.

Washes over me like a wave.

Crashing, turning, and churning.

Tossed about by life’s unending agony.

Living in such pain.

Broken as I am, on the rocks of despair.

The tears roll down.

All joy has flown away.

No hope in sight, till as the clouds begin to clear, I see the Son.

His radiance shines down on me in clear beams of light.

He speaks and the darkness and despair flee.

“Rise up my child.

All is not lost.

It is in your brokenness that you are truly useful for me!”


  • Kayla

    Reply Reply May 6, 2016

    How I feel lately. Thanks took my feelings and put them into words for the most part. Just when I think I’m the wrong one or the crazy one I realize I’m not alone.

    • Angela Smuin

      Reply Reply May 10, 2016

      You are not alone! Life is tough for all of us. Some are just better at pretending than others! The only way I get through the tough times is to look to Jesus. He keeps me sane!

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