Mending

I prayed for a bigger heart
and God sent circumstances
that shattered my heart
into so many fragments
that I couldn’t gather them
so I cried with hopeless rage
and people who love me
heard my terrible sorrow
and each picked up a piece
of my broken heart
and told me of their own
so that each tiny shard
came back to me doubled
and each shared sorrow
healed a part of me
and a part of them
until I began to recognize
that through our griefs
God had enlarged our hearts.