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Love In Brokenness





I was broken.
My heart was shattered like shards of glass.....
My soul cried out in pain......
My physical appearance had begun to disappear.
I literally was walking through my life in a state of hopelessness.
And I had no clue...........

By God's grace, I had several in my life that were called to stand with me and for me.
Those who encouraged and lifted me up on a daily bases.
Those who held me up when all I wanted to do was lay down....
Those who would not let me quit in life. 

No judgement..........
They gave me hope.....
The gave me love. 

The broken need hope and to have hope, they need to be loved. 
They need to see there is a light in the midst of the darkness.....
For others to speak into their lives with a resounding voice of victory. 


When we extend love ( light), the broken begin to have hope and faith then becomes a light. 

God's word tells us in 
1 Corinthians 13:13
13 And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

Love conquers and covers.....
It shelters and protects.....
It provides and guides....
It heals......
It restores. 

1 Corinthians 13:7
It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

I am so thankful for the love I had extended to me.
I have chosen to be a light to the broken.
A light full of love.....
Just has those who shone their light of love in my life.....
Extended their grace and mercy....
Helped to restore my hope and faith......
Spoke victory over me and my life.....
I will shine mine. 
The light (love) of Christ.  

xoxoxo
Stacey



God doesn't call us to be" religious". He calls us to be a light shinning in a dark world  ( Joyce Meyer )

Linking With: Beauty In His Grip


* I take no credit for above photo*

Comments

  1. I believe the Holy Spirit drew me here today- I am an older lady in New Zealand- feeling much as you have described-knowing that my only hope is in Christ my Saviour.
    May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit., Romans 15:13

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    1. I am so honored you stopped in Mary! Thank you for such encouraging sweet words!! I love how the Holy Spirit draws us. It is always a blessing to meet a new sister in Christ :)
      Blessings to you!!
      xoxo
      Stacey

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  2. You are a bright light in my life Stacey. Thank you for shining and not hiding it under a bushel! :)

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    1. Awwww thanks sugar! You are a HUGE light in mine as well!!
      Hugs!!!
      xoxo
      Stacey

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  3. Hello Stacy, I just wanted to check on you! Praying for you even as I read this post! May you feel HIS arms around you as we run our race!
    May you have a wonderful heartfelt Valentine's Day because He loves you so much! Hope you come visit me soon...
    Blessings, Roxy

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    1. Thank you Roxy, You always pop in right on time with such encouragement!!! :)
      Blessings and hugs to you!!
      Happy Valentines Day to you!!!
      xoxox
      Stacey

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  4. It is easy to judge the broken, though it brings noting of real value to the broken or the one judging. But, love, acceptance and genuine friendship can change a life. Good post.

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