My heart breaks for the souls that choose to live through this hard life without Jesus’ comforting embrace.
My heart breaks for every racist comment and hateful glare when all i can see is a beautiful coloured face smiling at me.
My heart breaks with every sexual slur.
My heart breaks for every silenced word.
My heart breaks for every unwanted child - living or dead.
My heart breaks for the ones who choose to find their value in other people who will only hurt them.
My heart breaks for the ones who put up with abuse (physical/emotional/mental/verbal) because they think they’re not worth anything more than that.
My heart breaks for the ones who settle for things or relationships because they don’t think there’s anything better out there.
My heart breaks for the ones who think ALL parents are crappy. That don’t know the truest simplest love of a good parent.
My heart breaks for the ones who have no one to share success with.
My heart breaks for the ones only pushed down in their darkest moments.
My heart breaks for the ones scorned by the church. The one place were they should feel safest.
My heart breaks for the refugees, their homes ripped apart and their new one torn between a warm welcome and a hate-filled locked door.
My heart breaks for the broken ones, who don’t even know just how broken they are.
My heart breaks for the hypocrites, the holier-than-thous and the ones who don’t understand.
My heart breaks for the ones who don’t see God as good and completely in love with having them by his side for eternity.
My heart breaks for every heart that is broken.
Every soul that is lost.
Every fight not nearly over.
Every low moment.
Every high one.
Every drunken one.
Every mistake.
My heart breaks for my country. For my continent. For my planet.
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