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