Healing
The clock is set back and time is rewound
As I look behind myself and contemplate
I see a girl, chiding - so afraid to be found
Lying beneath an oak in a cowering state
She searched for an answer
The question was life itself
Until a whisper draped over her
A hushed hope answered her cry for help
Aching bones and a heart filled with hurt
Yet a reminder from the creator Himself
The promise made that brought comfort
He joined in her suffering and mimicked her health
By sending a son who diminished His wealth
By dying as lesser than even the girl
By dying as a sacrifice for even the world
Calvary held the shell of a man
That showed the girl no matter the pain
She has a savior who unfolded the plan
That the God she would worship and claim
Knows of her struggles first hand as a man
Time catches up and here I am
I stood up that day and began to walk
It was God who helped me, no not a man
It was God who stood with me and fought
Now I have my answer and carry hope
I have with me the very light of the creator
The one who teaches me how to cope
The one who brings healing to my bones