Monarch

I desire everything His love has to offer.

He is the epitome of a King.
I will follow Him because I trust in His ability to love me.
I have longed for a monarch like Him.

When I am around Him, I do not fear.
I trust Him.
I have cried tears, continuously—night after night—from a heartbreak that almost killed me.
He found me, picked up the pieces of my heart,

And carefully stitched each broken piece—gently and tenderly.
I love His love for me.

I have never experienced such endearment.

In heartbreak, there is a purpose.
There are lessons.
Most of all, there is one who knows

and sets out to love a broken heart and bring it back to wholeness.

Love hurts, and love heals.
Both are necessary.
I am thankful for brokenness,
for it led me to Him.
I needed Him and didn’t even know it.

I freely call Him my King.
Reign over me,

And lead me to greener pastures.

-Vmack