Monday's Message

Words hurt and words can heal. ~Kim-Evinda

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Wounds are slow to heal
and blood even quicker to spill
So how do we hold still
When moments like these feel too surreal?
 
Like salt being poured into a wound open wide
Despite the malice
Despite the strife
We still strike
 
With our words that slowly burn
Leaving fire and ash wherever we turn
We cannot hold on
We cannot hold still
 
Because the pain
Yes, that burning pain
is all too real
 
Like your heart being cut out
Leaving your soul in a wake of doubt
You pinch yourself
Only to wake up in sweats of shout
 
Because this
This is real
The wound is new
But you will heal
 
as time consumes
The space between you and gloom
Moments will fade
The black turning gray
 
and soon you will feel
That presence
To be still
To breathe in new life
As that scar tissue no longer bites
 
Yes, it's still there
The trigger is aware
But you are His child
Slow to anger
and Slower to strife
 
You forgive and let go
Leaving it all in His control
For this I do know
The nails that pierced His hands
Were driven for His plan
 
A new kingdom
A divine land
 
So when that wound cuts open
Remember His blood being poured
Our Savior's sacrifice
For a world no longer broken
 
A Hope that heals  

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