"earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal"

the initial wound
gapes
numb
unbleeding
after the shock
anguish
pouring
pain
before too long
faintness
clots
hope
after a while
scabbed
triggers
healing
in time
scar
numb again
breathe

Comments

Melany said…
Truth. And thank God for the title! "He heals the brokenhearted, and binds up their wounds." How would we survive this bloody life without Him?

***Bloody intended as an adjective, and not a British curse. :)***
November 22, 2010 at 5:44 PM
Lizzi said…
lol! =D The title is from one of my favorite hymns.
November 23, 2010 at 5:12 AM
Melany said…
Yes, I like that hymn too, although I do not hear it sung that often. At the moment that is the only line I can think of from the song. I will have to look up the rest of it again...
November 23, 2010 at 11:46 PM
Lizzi said…
http://library.timelesstruths.org/music/Come_Ye_Disconsolate/
=)
November 24, 2010 at 7:49 PM
Melany said…
Thank you! It is beautiful. I especially love the first verse... and I like the melody quite a bit too. Oh, Lizzi! I WANT to come visit you...!
December 1, 2010 at 8:56 PM
Lizzi said…
COME! =) No I understand if you can't but I'm really hoping you can!!!
December 3, 2010 at 5:24 PM
Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

nothing

Image
...that's what I'm doing right now.  I have papers to write but I am so slow this morning.  I'm sitting on the awesome kitchen stool we have with my laptop on the counter beside the kettle and my towel hanging off the cupboard door, just enjoying my coffee (Dunkin Donuts Hazelnut, it was on sale...  On of the things you don't find in Ontario) It's a happy morning.  I don't exactly know why...  Perhaps some recent blessings are sinking in.  God is providing for me, I have a bit less uncertainty about the next little while, and I've enjoyed a lot of good phone conversations in the last little bit...  And some good in person conversations too =)    On a random note there are roses on the table, snipped from the bush outside.  Roses in November!  I walk past a big rosebush to get to my car, almost every day.  I love it.  This just started on my playlist so I will share it with you, it's a favorite. Speaking of ...
Read more

Isaiah 46:4

Image
Do you have a moment, sir; could you tell me a story? I can see at least one held captive in your eye If you have a moment, ma'am, I'd like to hear a little of the storms that traced the lines where my cheek is still smooth Tell me, sir, of a day that one white hair stands for and most of all I want to know what kept that twinkle in your eye Please tell me, ma'am, how you're still smiling though you've known pain and heartbreak so much longer than I have Was it easier to let go the tenth time? Do you ever get used to being lonely? When I've seen as much as you, I want to rejoice as well as you do. Will you teach me how to grow old?
Read more