Today is Friday once again with just a little twist. The website at Lisa Jo's has had problems this week and so we are meeting over on facebook, (just look up Lisa Jo Baker) to share our thoughts. I hope you choose to join us there for a very special Five Minute Friday on:
Broken Things To Mend
By Patricia A Pitterle
They bring me toys and broken bits
And hope that I can mend
The little things that mean a lot
But now, the pieces bend.
She brings her favorite dolly, ripped,
And thinks that I can sew
The leg that’s off and now needs fixed
She wants her dolly whole.
He brings his trains and broken trucks,
The wheels once round are gone.
He wants me to make brand new ones,
With wood and glue and brawn.
She brings the dress she loves to wear,
What once was large is tight
And so I cut and gather now
And make her a dress that’s right.
He lost his Lego blocks it seems,
You know they are so small,
They could be anywhere I guess
But looking finds them all.
There is someone who understands.
He takes my broken self to mend.
He heals my wounds and comforts me,
And His great love He sends.
He wants to show me I am loved,
And have been from the start.
He suffered for my worldly sins,
He calms my weary heart.
He is not far away from me
He hears me when I call
He reaches out to grasp my hand
To catch me when I fall.
A chance to prove that I can be
What'ere He needs of me
a choice I make to do His will
And serve on bended knee.
I seek His path along my way
And grasp His iron rod,
I kneel to find Him always there
My Savior and my God.