Broken clouds give rain
Broken soil grows grain
Broken bread feeds man for one more day
Broken storms yield light
Break of day heals night
Broken pride turns blindness into sight
Broken souls that need His mending
Broken hearts for offering
Could it be that God loves broken things?
(Kenneth Cope)
I found these enlightening words this morning and have been thinking of them 'til now. I keep smiling whole day, remember how I should live with many inhospitable situations, have to deal with unfriendly people and live with so many self-imperfections. I always let myself to be broken many times and never stop asking for being repaired all the time. Now I know, why I need those experiences a lot....
Hope I will never loose my sunrise again...
Anyway, where is my Restart button...????
Selasa, 11 Januari 2011
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