Pieces of my heart
Fall to the ground
As another precious one
Why do You take them home
Ripped out of this world so young?
It is not for you to understand
My way and My purposes.
Sometimes I give you glimpses of them,
Even through the tears,
Sometimes I do not,
My ways are higher than your ways
And My thoughts than your thoughts.
And, precious one,
Rest in the knowledge that I will always be there
Picking up the broken pieces of your heart
And molding it into a heart like Mine.
Many of you may have heard of the homecoming of sweet Teresa this. You can read their inspiring story HERE.
This is brought to my mind the loved ones I have lost and the lost ones of those I love.
As our hearts grieve the loss of this sweet child, we ask that you bring comfort and peace to this precious family as they remember what a special little girl she was. Her life touched so many lives and continues to do so.
Blessings to all this week.