Friday, May 4, 2012


Oh, God, heal my heart...
First work on the part
that wills to help others
and fills needs of others,
and comforts the troubled.
Leave the me side 'til later,
oh listening Creator,
until trust has healed.
Help anger to yield.
Though wounded and nervous
a small part seeks service
to do for thy sake.
These broken bits take,
do what you do well,
knit, weave, and indwell
until I am wholeness.
Or able to serve.

2 comments:

  1. In expressing your broken heart your words have helped and comforted me (and no doubt others). Thanks.

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  2. And thank you for your kind words.

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