What I thought was broken, became the strength of what I am.
To know the strength of who I am,
I needed to know what was broken.
What was broken were the threads of Life.
Broken times,
that interrupted the steady flow of future favor.
Broken relations,
that disconnected the trust of family and friends.
Broken faith,
that dissolves the belief in all things.
Broken hearts,
that divides the compassion in love and disappoints.
Broken minds,
that lose the ability to reason with understanding.
Broken bodies,
unclean, misused and abused.
Grace bestowed favor and gave strength to that which was broken.
Times were strengthen,
by continuity of favor, in thoughts and actions.
Relations were strengthen,
by loyalty, to family and friends.
Faith was strengthen,
by confidence, with the renewal of hope.
Hearts were strengthen,
by love, with compassion.
Minds were strengthen,
by good judgement, in choices made.
Bodies were strengthen,
by offering it as a living sacrifice, holy and acceptable to GOD.
The strength I am is what was broken.
The threads of Life intertwined to becomes stronger than before.
I am
The Strength of Broken.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
threads of life intertwined, good write.