Knowing that God sees me should be enough.
But sometimes my heart and mind don’t connect.
Sometimes words are not enough.

On sacred pages,
I highlight and underline:
He will never leave you nor forsake you.

My mind believes it.
But the uncovered anger in my heart
It questions God’s goodness,
Not because of who He is,
But because of what people have done to me.

Still, I know He loves me.
That’s why my eyes well with tears
Off thought alone.
Something rises in me
When I speak those words aloud
Because the truth pierces every lie.

The lies I was raised on.
The foundation laid in childhood,
Poured heavy and fast by

family.

friends.

teachers.

There lies.
Their lies.
Concrete words that tried to set in me.

But God never let the mix cure fully.
He’s breaking it up now.
Every hardened piece.
Tearing it down with Truth.

He is near to the brokenhearted.
I know because His presence consumes me.
He is scaffolding me
Rebuilding my heart on solid ground.
A better pour.
A cleaner mix.
A foundation of grace.

I am healed and healing.
I am whole yet broken.
I am steady yet still soft in His hands.

The cracks in me,
They are how the light shines out.

I am made in His image and His likeness.
How could I have ever believed
There was something wrong with me?

The lies were loud,
But they couldn’t hold the weight of truth.
Who am I to question the Potter?
He who makes beauty from broken things.

I thank God
He never let the concrete fully dry.
What others tried to pour into me,
He is lifting, stripping, unraveling.

I thank God I know He loves me.
And I thank God,
I finally believe it now.

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“But who do you think you are to second-guess God? How could a human being molded out of clay say to the one who molded him, “Why in the world did you make me this way?”
‭‭Romans‬ ‭9‬:‭20‬ ‭TPT‬‬

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May every broken heart be healed and filled. May every question, due to misplaced anger, & being mishandled by people that were supposed to care and love you, be answered. You are loved. You are cared for. -renny.