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