Thursday, January 10, 2008

Rebuild

If my heart could be crushed into a million pieces, maybe I'd be hurt. Wounded. Devastated. And trust me, I'm not the happiest of campers at this moment.

But my heart is a whole, a strong whole. It may be dented, but it has the enormous capacity to regenerate and repair. On its own. I do nothing. It does the work. I follow.

 

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

we should all be so lucky.