HEALED AND WHOLE

One day I dug a little hole, and put my hurt inside
I thought that I could just forget I'd put it there to hide.

But that little hurt began to grow. I covered it every day
I couldn't leave it and go on It seemed the price I had to pay.

My joy was gone, my heart was sad, pain was all I knew.
My wounded soul enveloped me
Loving seemed too hard to do.

One day, while standing by my hole, I cried to God above
And said, "If You are really there,
They say, You're a God of Love!"

And just like that, He was right there,
And just put His arms around me
He wiped my tears,
for a hurting child there was no safer place to be.

I told Him all about my hurt, I opened up my heart.
He listened to each and every word to every sordid part.

I dug down deep and got my hurt I brushed the dirt away
And placed it in the Master's hand and healing came that day.

He took the blackness of my soul and set my spirit FREE!
Something beautiful began to grow where the hurt used to be.

And when I look at what has grown Out of my tears and pain
I remember every day to give my hurts to GOD
And never bury them again.

Have faith in our Loving God.  There is nothing in this world too big
for our LORD.

 

That's beautiful Niki. Although it seems
we're continually healing,
we know we're never broken.

Here's a nugget I received this morning
from my dear Pearl Merchant, Bill

When I say… “I am a Christian”
I’m not shouting “I am saved”
I’m whispering “I was lost!”
That is why I chose this way.

When I say… “I am a Christian”
I don’t speak of this with pride.
I’m confessing that I stumble
And need someone to be my guide.

When I say… “I am a Christian”
I’m not trying to be strong.
I’m professing that I’m weak
And pray for strength to carry on.

When I say… “I am a Christian”
I’m not bragging of success.
I’m admitting I have failed
And cannot ever pay the debt.

When I say… “I am a Christian”
I’m not claiming to be perfect,
My flaws are too visible
But God believes I’m worth it.

When I say… “I am a Christian”
I still feel the sting of pain.
I have my share of heartaches
Which is why I seek His name.

When I say… “I am a Christian”
I do not wish to judge.
I have no authority.
I only know I’m loved.