I have joined the Fellowship of the Broken
Where the torment in my soul may be spoken.
No hiding- no masks- no religious tokens-
in the Fellowship of the Broken.
No pretending all is okay when it’s not:
no assuming that I won because I fought.
Pretty-pretty jargon is not what was bought-
for the Fellowship of the Broken.
Thrust into the fellowship of the broken-
In death and dying, silent words were spoken.
The dreams and goals, the past and future-
broken
BROKEN.
Broken,
broken…
and yet hope,
and yet Hope;
HOPE: spoken…
We have hope-
we, who have
been broken.
We have fellowship with others,
with our sisters and brothers, whose pain may not be like our own,
yet gives respite; for in this,
in this brokenness, We are not alone.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~jth 3/16/2017
1st Peter 4:19…let those who suffer according to God’s will, entrust their souls to a faithful creator….
Psalm 34:18 The Lord is near to the broken hearted and saves the crushed in spirit.
Psalm 56:8- …you have put my tears in a bottle; are they not in a book?
