The Broken Bird

Please fix her,
Daddy

Look at her wing!
Someone mean
Threw rocks.

Will she ever fly?
Can You help her sing?
Is she too broken?

Can you fix her,
Daddy?--

          *

My little Child,
Nothing is too hard for me.

Open your hand,
Fear not,
Believe only
 And she shall be made

      Whole


Luke 8:50; Matt. 7:7-11; 6:26

Dedicated to every woman who has been broken and to all who have held a "broken bird". Most of us will be in both places at some point. This is to remind us that the Lord cares for the broken--as He did in this story--and we can trust Him. Will we let go? We can only choose for ourselves. The broken ones that we love we trust to God by praying that they, too, will choose Him.