Father, I need your glory

I am in a broken universe

Amidst an evil force

It wants us to feel unloved 

May we walk with people

In their despair 

Instead of giving them crutches

For their headache 

And saying I love you bunches

 

We are scared of others brokenness 

Because it reminds us of ours

Do you have compassion for the one under bars?

Truth sets us free like owning our ache

You’re the final piece to someone’s heart break

(C) Carly Wiggins 2020