There Is Beauty In The Breaking

A heart so sad

That it cried

Like a soft September rain

Warm

Steady

Weeping

That softly

Oh so slowly

Covered everything

In pain

Broken

Lost

No peace at hand

And God whispers

Went unheard

Every second of the day

He whispered

To the soft September rain

Only to go unheard

Unnoticed

By the broken hearted rain

The day did dawn

That God's messenger

Pain

Told the weeper

There is beauty in the breaking

Look, Look at all the green green grass

Look at all the growth

In all that is green

Fertile ground is found

Where the rain fell

Seeds have sprouted

Leading to growth

Of a beautiful garden

Of flowers who's scent

Had never been smelled

Oh so sweetly melting

Away all thoughts of sorrow

Of those who walked in

God's garden of delight

Rain, it's beautiful

Oh so beautiful

What the sorrow can bring

If you let God's seeds grow

Inside your heart

Rain looked

Astonished at all the beauty

She fell to her knees

And praised the breaking

Pleased with what God had brought

Rain wept once again

Tears

Slipped down her face

As she turned it skyward

“Thank you Father,

For your knowledge so perfect

That I could not see”

“Thank you Father,

For your glory

In my weeping

In the beauty of the breaking”

August 31 2009