I cannot know what broke its heart,
Shattered it to its core,But all that’s left is a small stump
Upon the forest floor.
And yet, despite its broken heart,
It still has much to give,
For it offers another heart
A safe place it can live.
Because in each day, no matter how dark or how long, there is a praise to be found. Sometimes our hearts are too weary or too frightened to voice them, but our souls cry out to God... and He is there.
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