Beauty In Broken Glass Poem by Tricia Mae Chua

I am a child of the Light and I will return to the Light.
This thought brings me hope and much joy.
We are all wounded like shards of broken glass.
That is both the pain and beauty of life—
How the light can shine on us despite our brokenness
And still be reflected in different and unexpected ways.
Ways unique to our own selves—our pains and struggles.

Grace upon grace upon grace
God has showered upon me
Hope against hope against hope
He has called me and filled me
with his light and love.


January 11,2009 / 6: 00 AM edited 8: 21 AM
Bowie, MD