3 Quotes by Heidi Chiavaroli

I couldn’t find the words. Words to tell him how I had come to know a God as solid as this rock we stood upon. Unchanging, even after years of rain or snow or storm. Never swayed by even my own wavering heart. How He’d filled up a hole within me – a great need I hadn’t even known existed until all I valued had been stripped bare.

Child, share your pain with the Lord. Mourn the darkness of this world, even of your own heart. But then, stow yourself in Him. And trust that He’ll keep you there.

Perhaps I didn’t doubt that God could work; rather I assumed He wouldn’t choose to employ a cursed, weak individual like myself.