When I speak to people
about my pain
these past few years..
some get it..
some feel it on my behalf...
some sympathize...
some listen..
some help...
but only some
Speak the language of a broken heart!
A language that is learned
through pain and brokenness
a language that can not be translated
only understood...
a language that takes but a moment in time to learn
and a lifetime to learn to live with..
and yet the beauty in this language
is that if you have learned it..
you have also learned to speak it with strength,
you have learned that this new language of hurt
does not define you..
and you have learned that speaking this language
allows you to understand
the heart to heart communication
from someone whose heart is breaking still..
it is a language of loss...
but it will become a language of love.
Debbie,
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for sharing your testimony through this blog. Though I haven't felt the hearbreak you have experienced first hand, our family is experiencing some of this pain right now through a close relative's decisions. I appreciate so much your honesty and openness. Even though it doesn't change the situation, it gives me such hope to see how God is working in your life and seeing you through these years.
Beautiful post..and oh so very true...I wish I could send everyone with a broken heart your way...they would learn so much
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oh Debbie this is so beautiful. I was reading the one from Helen Steiner Rice, similar thoughts, but your words ring so true. I feel it. Bless you.
ReplyDeleteYou're in my prayers Debbie.
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