I wrote this little poem as a prayer to the Lord nearly two and a half years ago. It’s so wonderful to know that God can redeem each broken piece I surrender to Him… and that He won’t tire of giving me His grace. He is incredibly good!
I come
Torn
Broken
With no words to be
Spoken
Just to pour
My life –
My all –
Into Your hands.
I come
Weak
Helpless
With no power against
The darkness
Just to pour
Your love –
Your strength –
Into my soul.
Laurel Luehmann 