Few years ago a man of God said to me let it go,
It wasn’t easy and I perhaps I could not.
They are still holes, maybe waiting to be mended.
But more brokenness keep on coming,
They are holes, punctures in the heart.
I asked God, why are they there?
He said, they are for you to see me.
He knows how deep they are.
I say thanks to God, my only true friend,
I stand and can only trust for.
I will endure with broken heart,
For I know in pain I will see and seek His face
That I may obey and be blessed instead...
And be sealed with hope and be lifted by His loving arms.
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