Unbroken

It was when I was almost dead,

that you taught me how to really live.

It was when I was on the ground,

that you gave me the strength to get up.

When I was just a flicker of a flame,

you blew life into my fire and made it roar.

And when I lay there crumpled and small,

you promised you'd be there through it all.

There's still a long way to go,

but I look back now on this road I've taken,

I see the two sets of footprints,

and I know your promise remains unbroken.

-T.H.

31/08/15

Isaiah 42:3 / A bruised reed He will not break, and smoking flax He will not quench; He will bring forth justice for truth.