The Hole of Hurt...
One day I dug a little hole
And put my hurt inside,
I thought that I could just forget
I'd put it there to hide.
But that little hurt began to grow
So I covered it every day,
I couldn't leave it, and go on
It seemed a price I had to pay.
My joy was gone, my heart was sad
Pain was all I knew,
My wounded soul enveloped me
Loving seemed hard to do.
I cried to God above and said,
"If You really care~~
They say, You're a God of Love!"
And just like that~~He was there.
He put His arms around me
And dried my eyes to see,
The strength of the "Great Physician"
Knowing there was no safer place to be.
I told Him all about my hurt
I opened up my heart,
He listened to each and every word
And every sordid part.
I dug down deep and got my hurt
I brushed the dirt away,
And placed it in the Master's hand
And healing came that day.
He took the blackness of my soul
And set my spirit FREE!,
Something beautiful began to grow
Where the hurt used to be.
And when I look at what has grown
Out of my tears and pain,
I remember every day to give Him my hurts
And never bury them again.
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