Brokenness is hard but beautiful to me. When you’re struggling child bring me your needs. I’m your strength and comfort in the storm. I knew you child before you were born. Lean on me and the Body of Christ. On the cross Jesus suffered and paid the price. Before that he was tempted and he was tried. Yes Jesus wept, yes he cried. He was insulted and mocked, but death set us free. Children run, run to me. Don’t try to be strong for you are weak. Learn to humble, learn to be meek. Ask me to come and help you each day. I’m the only truth, I’m the only way. Brokenness is beautiful in my eyes. Just tell me the truth, nothing’s a surprise!