Forgiveness Of A Broken Heart 2

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: True Confessions  |  House: Booksie Classic
Takes time to heal a broken heart that has been broken so many times. Learning to let go!

Submitted: July 18, 2013

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Still the years went by and there was no hope. I was wondering if God was actually hearing my prayers, or was he just ignoring me. For a minute I was starting to turn against God, like why would you put me in this pain. Why am I here? How many more days or years does it take?  Love was so hard to find in myself, lost it at a young age. Waiting being patient that one day a family will give me that love I need in myself. Seeing children everyday leave to a good home made me feel sick inside. Not that I wasn't happy for them, but when will my turn come. It was like where did my luck go? Where has it gone? What does these children have that I don't? More and more families come and take a child at a time, tears became to roll down my face. Seem like my life was not getting better, my faith was gone. So I got on my knees for the last time begging God to please bless me, answer my prayer please. It was like I was wished on a wishing star that night. The next afternoon I was playing in my own corner, I had seen a lady looking around to take a child in for her own. She was dark skin, slim, beautiful long black hair, with a beautiful smile, had on a perfume that smelled so good. I was like there is no way, but for some reason that lady had an interest in me. She looked than she looked again. I was thinking to myself like yes I'm finally going to get out of here. As I sat there playing with my toys, my foster parents and the lady went into the next room to exchange words. I'm sitting there crying asking God is this my time? Is this the one? Do I finally get to say goodbye? After an hour they had came out and my foster parents had came to me saying that this wonderful lady wanted to take me has her own. So they interviewed me with the lady, and afterwards my foster parents packed up my things. As the lady and I are walking to the front door, all I'm saying to myself is please don't change your mind. That day I walked out of there crying for happiness. God has answer my prayers, I can't not believe this is actually happening. All I can say is thank you. 


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