A Heart Divided

 

Each life is filled with joy and pain.
However strong the heart,
The strain of grief and of regret
Can break that heart apart.
 
We live with hope, but still look back
At all that we did wrong.
The choices made, the sins we lived,
Can break even the strong.  
 
We see the blessings every day,
But live the guilt of sin
Until, sometimes, we lose ourselves
In everything we’ve been.
 
It’s in that moment we must stop
And listen to His voice.
For He reminds us we are loved,
And that it is His choice.
 
Those sins that He has washed from us,
The sorrows of the past,
Are gone and should be left behind.
Only His blessings last.
 
The fractured heart may linger on,
But we must keep our view
Fixed on the blessings, not the grief,
For we’ve been born anew.
 
A house divided will not stand,
And the same for a heart.
Trust Him who formed you to repair
What you have torn apart.  
 
Mark 3:25
And if a house is divided against itself, that house will not be able to stand.

Yet one more blessing from TAF and Enchanted Rock! I Love these photos.