In shadows deep, where despair resides,
A broken soul with weary strides.

The world's weight upon fragile shoulders,
Lost in a sea where hope smolders.

But listen now, dear heart, take heed,
For in the darkest hour, there's a seed.

A flicker of light amidst the gloom,
A divine whisper, dispelling the tomb.

For there is no life so shattered, it seems,
That God can't heal with His sacred dreams.

With tender hands, He mends the shattered,
Stitching together what others have scattered.

He takes the fragments, so very worn 
Breathes life anew, where hope was torn.

He sees the beauty in every scar,
A masterpiece formed from the shadows afar.

For every heart, no matter how broken,
Has a purpose, yet to be awoken.

In trials and pain, a story unfolds,
In the depths of despair, a purpose unfolds.

Through valleys low and mountains high,
God's grace lifts wings, ready to fly.

He gives strength to rise from the ashes,
Transforms sorrow into joyous flashes.

So let not despair be your guiding light,
Let faith be the compass in your darkest night.

For God's hand reaches out, never too late,
To restore, renew, and consecrate.

There is no life so broken or strained,
That God's love cannot wholly sustain.

In His embrace, find solace and worth,
For He is the purpose that gives life its birth

Neh 1:9  But if you return to me and obey my commands, then even if your exiled people are at the farthest horizon, I will gather them from there and bring them to the place I have chosen as a dwelling for my Name.' 

May 28, 2023
Compiled by
MarkWaldrop