"The "star of the sea" as it is sometimes called, had always held a fascination for me...
I remember an old seaman's tale that said starfish were the remains of stars that fell
from the sky. I peered into the pail. Broken and wounded, the creature did indeed
bring to mind a fallen star...
When you are broken, wounded, scarred or tired...when you have lost
just a little, or so much there is hardly anything left-take heart.
That is when God does His most beautiful work."
Excerpts from the story, "A Broken Star"
-Sue Monk Kidd
Broken and wounded...
That's about right.
That's how I have been
feeling lately.
Broken and wounded...
betrayed by someone
who once promised to
love me forever.
Broken and wounded...
my heart shattered,
by the sudden
and unexpected death
of someone dear to me,
who considered me
his friend...
Now we are separated
by the dark chasm
between life and death
and all I can feel
is broken...
and wounded inside
just like the little starfish...
feeling lost...
in a decaying world
that seems to be
rushing faster and faster
headlong...towards
some cataclysmic end...
But... was the world
ever in control of itself?
And...am I really alone
in my suffering?
Is there not Someone
Who knows me better
than anyone else,
including myself?
Someone Who knows
what it feels like
to be broken
and wounded inside?
To feel forsaken...
and betrayed...
and lonely...
Someone Who is
close to those
with hurting souls...
Who wept
at the death
of a beloved friend...
Someone Who,
I am often reminded,
loves me so very much
that He suffered the most
excruciating brokenness
and wounding
of His own body and soul
on my behalf...
He suffered...
becoming a curse
on a tree
Shedding drops of
precious blood,
His precious love
for me...
so that I may have life
more abundantly...
and share
the glory of
Eternity
with Him.
"Broken and Wounded"
A poem by
Pamela Denise Brida
(2014)
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