—My Words to them
I thank you for the breaking of my soul,
The silence, and the parting took its toll.
The hollow echo answered every cry,
When all I sought was just a simple why.
I thank you for the shattering of peace,
The nights I gasped and longed for sweet release.
The tears ran free and cleared what I concealed—
Old griefs I hid were finally revealed.
You cracked what once I sheltered deep inside,
And through the breaks, my truest self could rise.
What once lay buried now began to breathe,
And called for light to touch what lay beneath.
You weren’t meant to possess or make me stay—
But let me fall so I could find my way.
And in the dust, I knelt and learned to hold
The parts I gave too freely, growing old.
I stitched my soul with hands both kind and wise,
With truth that cut through every clever lie.
Each scar now whispers softly through the years:
“You’re whole at last, no longer ruled by fears.”
So thank you for the heartbreak you began—
It led me back to where my strength began.
I no more chase a love that deals in pain—
I’ve found myself, and I am whole again.
—God’s Words To Them
You let her break—but that was where I came.
You walked away, and still, I knew her name.
While you withdrew and left her in the night,
I moved with mercy, clothed her wounds in light.
You thought her tears were hers to cry alone,
But every sob was heard before My throne.
You saw her pain as weakness, something small—
I saw a daughter learning how to call.
You shattered what you never chose to keep,
But I was there when she fell hard and deep.
You gave her silence; I gave her My voice.
Where you gave doubt, I offered her a choice.
You played your part—I let you walk away,
Not out of wrath, but to make room to stay.
For in her loss, she found a clearer view:
That she needs nothing more than Me—not you.
You were a season, not her sacred end.
Your absence made Me more than just a friend.
She sought your love, but I became her peace,
And through your leaving, I brought her release.
So thank you for the wound you helped begin—
It was the crack where all My light came in.
You broke her heart, but I restored her soul.
And now she walks redeemed, made strong, made whole.
—From the Heart of God to Me (and You)
I thank you for the breaking of your heart,
For every silent tear that tore apart.
Within the ache, I saw your soul laid bare—
A place where I could meet you in your care.
I thank you for the nights you could not sleep,
For wounds so deep they taught your soul to weep.
The cracks became the doorway to your pain,
And through them, I could gently enter in.
You saw the end when love was torn away,
But I prepared a new and better way.
You lost what was not meant to hold you near,
To make more room for Me to draw you here.
They let you fall, but I remained your stay—
A Rock that does not shift or turn away.
And when the ones you trusted walked aside,
I stayed to mend the places you would hide.
I stitched your soul with threads of sacred grace,
And placed My peace in every tender space.
Each scar now sings the song of who you are—
Redeemed, restored, still guided by My star.
So thank you for the breaking, pain and all—
It led you to My love, My healing call.
The world may fail, but I will never flee.
You’re whole, because you came back home to Me.
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