Jerry, that is heartbreaking. I'm sure Jesus is sad too, that the little Jerry could not relax in his arms. My heart rages against those who deprived you of that solace.
Sherpa, I wrote a song too, a long time ago.
He Cradles My Broken Heart
So many years ago I was a dreamer; I planned just how my perfect life would be; But now my dreams lie broken all around me; My plans all thwarted by what's come to me.
Chorus: He cradles the pieces of my broken heart; The dreams that are shattered, The hopes torn apart. Others speak of mending, While my pain seems never-ending, Yet He cradles the pieces of my broken heart.
My days in this sad world can feel so heavy; The consequence of sin is all around; But in the arms of God I am held steady, The worst of grief can never keep me down.
God did not say that He would made life easy; He walks with me through my reality; The peace He gives just fills my heart with wonder; His love shines through the dark and keeps me free.
I’ve come to see God’s way is through redemption; Transforming deepest hurt to victory. My heart is safe within His arms forever; There’s nowhere else on earth I’d rather be.
RS, 11/26/97
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