In the Midst of the Darkest Hour

by Latisha Sexton

“Surrender, Lily. Let God mend all those broken pieces of your heart. He’s the only One who can.”

She should say something. Or do something other than just stand there while Malcolm rubbed her arms, but his touch had frozen her completely. No. That wasn’t quite true. She’d been frozen for a long time. It…it felt like the hard frozen pieces around her heart were being exposed to the sun for the first time. It felt like melting.

We’re in Christ and there is no condemnation. Who am I to condemn you when Christ has forgiven and wiped your slate clean?”

“You-you love me?” Chuckling, he pressed a kiss to her forehead. “With every fiber of my being and every beat of my heart. Is that really so hard to believe?”