My bruises are hidden. The broken pieces of my heart are not seen. But He sees. And in those broken pieces and lack of peace in my heart is not where I want to live my life.
He heals me. Through the power of His love. I do not need to live in the shadows. His Light calls me.
To love the unlovely. Not just the orphans around the world, but the woman across the aisle at church who is broken and hurting.
To find joy in the small moments. Not wishing the hours away until bedtime. But emerging myself in their laughter and play right now.
To hope for a future where He gives me my dreams. Not to a tired hope, but an expectant hope. He is a God who desires good for me.
He calls to my purple and bruised heart, come find healing in His Word. His Word does not change, but it can be changing me.
Day by day. Little by little the purple, hurting heart turns red. Red as it is reminded that it is covered by His blood. Grace and forgiveness comes with red.
Purple may be my favorite color for towels, but red is the color of my soul as it points to Grace from the Cross.
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