Have you ever tried fixing something that was so smashed up that all that was left was small pieces of debris? It was impossible, wasn't it? Now what if that "something" was your heart? When someone breaks smashes up your heart so badly, you most probably will never be the same again. Sure, even the deepest wounds heal, but the scars that are left behind will forever be there, haunting you, reminding you, preventing you from starting anew. Forgiving is easy, forgetting is a whole different story.
The pain is so great sometimes that all I want to do is wrench out my heart and throw it away. At least then I wouldn't feel the excruciating pain anymore. There's a battle going on between the thoughtful, caring me and the ignorant, inconsiderate, dark me. Maybe if I didn't care about anyone else, maybe if I built a wall surrounding myself, then no one would be able to hurt me . Maybe then I would be protected, maybe then I wouldn't be tortured, maybe then......
Thank God I have Jesus to fall back on. I have Him to calm the raging storm in me. I can count on Him. He'll heal my heart. Jesus is the only way.
anna
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