I used to run away from God.
For some dumb reason, I thought I could ignore Him.
But of course, I SUFFERED.
One morning, I stop running away. And let Him hold my hand.
Sometimes God has to break your heart.
In the Human world, a broken heart has no life.
In God's world, a broken heart is an open heart. The perfect valve for His love.
According to the Universe, a broken heart allows new love, new grace and new blessings inside.
Makes sense right?
I used to walk around with a broken heart.
The worst part: I DID NOT CARE.
Instead of praying, I would run to fools for advice. Advice that was rotten. Stale. Leaving my ears bleeding to death.
My heart was dying.
But with precious words in prayer, I was saved.
Thank you God.