I have been searching for so long; since the people who were supposed to provide it long ago failed. I do not know where to turn.
I offer my heart up to this world and let it be tossed into the sea of faces.
It comes back battered and broken.
I wait for time to mend it before I want to give it back. Will I never learn? Time has never been my healer.
Time has been my escape. My distraction.
He alone is my healer. He provided a full, beautiful heart and I stole it to give to those who did not deserve it.
It is time now to return it. My heart is His alone.
I can no longer be fooled by the tricks foolish people want to sway me with.
My longing to be loved will not be quenched by a human with lustful desires.
It will not be quenched by giving myself over and over again to sin.
It will not be quenched by time.
It is He who cleanses me.
He deserves so much more than my brokenness and begging, but yet that is where I find myself.
His overwhelming love supplies my broken heart with swaddling cloth to lay rest in.
No more may I seek love. I must seek rest. I must seek healing.
I must seek Him.
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