I am being beautifully broken. Sometimes I am fragile. But my God loves me. He sees me as I am. And He still embraces me. He sees my weaknesses. He wraps His arms around me. When I feel dead, God brings me back to life. Sometimes all I can do is hold onto what His Word says. Sometimes all I have is God. And I''m okay with that. He is my strength when I am torn apart from the inside.