point of view

...there were water droplets from the sky, in my heart, and in my eyes too and it struck me this is what light looks like in a dry sky: Strange, the dramatic effect water droplets have on a beam of light. Coincidence? I think not.

If we never teetered to the edge of the nest if we never flew past our comfortable circle If we never did the uncomfortable the too hard the impossible I wouldn't be bleeding this way If I never knew, I'd never care It wouldn't hurt like heartstrings snapping My soul wouldn't be broken and bruised But If I never knew the sorrow of separation If I never hurt for another broken heart If I never felt the wild frustration of not being able to solve the problem I wouldn't know the wonder the elation, awe and joy The being overwhelmed to know There is a Savior There is a Solution There is a Healer I would rather love and bear the anguish By His stripes we are healed.