I thought that I was broken,

A clock that no longer ticks,

An empty well with nothing left to give.

I thought that my fragmented pieces

Were the only light that shone

Through the heaviness of my eyes. 

In the fog and the rain

You always pulled me through.

Your love is and always was,

Overflowing and never ending.

I thought that I was unworthy

But You have called me worthy. 

In the fragments You created life,

In the places of death and pain

You planted a garden with flowers

And colors I never knew existed.

You show me how water can 

Flow from something

Once dry and desolate. 

And suddenly I see

For the first time but not the last

That the garden was always there,

You just needed to clean out the weeds.

Life was always here

I just couldn't see past

The darkness of the night. 

But just because something's not seen 

Doesn't mean that it isn't there,

And just because I couldn't feel You

Doesn't mean that You weren't always there

Because You are always here

Tending to the garden.

I just need to open my eyes

Long enougho to see it. 

And the flowers You've grown

You've grown for me.

Choosing to hold the flowers 

Doesn't make it any less beautiful,

Choosing to walk through the garden

Only means that I am accepting

Something You've created for me. 

Even when the clouds gather

And the rain begins to pour,

The garden is still here.

The rain does not tear down or

Ruin what You've created.

It covers my eyes but does not drown me

Because it is only rain. 

Storms will come and 

Rain will pour but the sun

Will always shine through dark clouds.

And new flowers will grow from

What I thought would destroy.

You will always remind me of the beauty

That surrounds me.

You will always show me

That I am not a pile of broken pieces

But a canvas of redemption.