You thought your soul was tied up tight, but the heart… came undone; tripped up, by the road called life. A soul entering a race, Humanity; in the beginning… life, seemed like every step would make your heart a winner. Even though the finish line, was still unclear. So many hearts are looking, trying to find purpose; but not always seeking… truth. Every day, a new beginning. The evening passes, the morning comes; another day… to let your heart shine. As we run this race, we tend to bump into obstacles. Sometimes a reflection, the light you hoped to be. Life now half-done, and the journey seems barely started. The feeling, is defeated. Too many wrong turns, dreams unfulfilled. You dig in, but fatigue starts to set in; frustration, the unforeseen potholes. Your beloved race, telling you to give up. Avoid the pending doom, join the unaccomplished. Your heart doesn’t belong, your worth is incomplete. That’s an absolute lie, coming from the pit… of a cold cold heart!
A heart coming completely undone, lashing out; to cover up brokenness. Finding strength in brokenness, might seem like just a broken record. Even a scratch-in… the surface, can produce a sound. The love for, that resonates within. We live in a broken world, but broken, does not mean hopeless. Brokenness can resonate beauty, when it becomes what gave you your strength. What’s revealed, unbelievable strength, through brokenness. When the human race, tries to tear you down; brokenness, what builds you up… even stronger. Broken, will never mean defeated; if you don’t let it. If you can’t run, then walk. If can’t walk, then just crawl. If you don’t want to crawl, then just rest. Until your heart finds new strength, your second wind; to rise again. Brokenness is not the end, hope found; a new beginning!
You don’t have to know, what you will choose tomorrow. Just the choice, your heart can live with… today; to secure your soul a future. A heart may believe, to know true beauty. But if the understanding doesn’t transform, how to see beyond sight. Brokenness, seen only in the now; never as beauty becoming. Believing begins within, a belief that; change is being made. How a heart finds strength, the soul knows beauty; even in a broken place. A soul at peace, a heart knowing Amazing; in gracefully broken. So many souls, are tripped up trying to become first… by their own heart. We all know how to run in the race, it’s the walk that’s the most challenging. Why, sometimes we just need; to start again… with a crawl. Brokenness finds, just don’t let it define. Finish the race strong, by choosing what steps; your heart needs to take. It’s about your own personal walk, and every day; A New Beginning!