My poem Broken, really reflects the battle that is waging in my heart and in my head about what I should believe. I want to know that my Father loves me, but when my father didnt love me, he left me with a feeling of being broken. That I am somehow not acceptable, and so not loveable. But now my heart belongs to my Father, and I do actually feel His love, so even though there is still that feeling of being broken, I am healing as well. My flickering light bulb is growing stronger as time passes, God is healing me.

May God bless you all in your lives, heal your hurts, and make you whole in His love and mercy.