He listens and heals

He stands before all with his arms streched open

welcoming us into a place we can only try to imagine in our deepest dreams

He's the first to be there when trouble appears

He is the one who makes the bad dissapear and the good shine through

We don't always know why or what the reason is, but we are to always remember 

that is it for the better

At night, in our room, with the lights turned off

we kneel before our bed, close our eyes and begin to speak

For He hears all our thoughts,  even those that lie depest in our heart

Those which words cannot even begin to express

He listens and He heals