A Lesson For You
With every broken mirror, the pieces connect,
And piece by piece our hearts reflect,
The good and the bad, the happiness and pain,
The pieces you're scared to put back together again,
To see yourself, you pick up each piece,
The edges are sharp, but your not scared to bleed,
Because the blood that flows through your veins isn't your own,
If he can turn water into wine, He can replace what was stole,
Faith past fear pumps through your veins,
To see God's hand, it's the only way,
It is not by sight that miracles appear,
It's through the eyes of the heart, we believe past fear,
Each piece that you face, and you chose to pick up,
You open your heart to him, and show him your trust,
The invention cannot work without the inventor,
So how can creation work without our creator,
Who knows every part, who molded every piece,
Putting every piece back together when we choose to believe.
Copyright © Cortney Bartholomew | Year Posted 2022
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