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He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. Psalm 91:1 (NIV)
I’m shattered, 
can you see all the little pieces?
Broken to bits,
a hopelessness that doesn’t quit.
I’m shattered,
can you see the confusion in my mind?
Overwhelmed with grief,
answers seem hard to find.
I’m shattered,
can you feel my discomfort?
Sadness seems to reign,
Christ Jesus, take my pain.
poem by Gina Norman
e-mail her at kevinandginanorman@netzero.com |
