Written when I was struggling with healing from pain
Healing happens when we are most broken
I am familiar with pain, but I often wonder will I ever heal
A broken soul, waiting to be touched by the Savior
A cross that bore my shame, but the nails proved my pardon
Death is hard to understand because we tend to avoid things that make us struggle
Death of my flesh, is restoration of my soul
A sin that pierced my Savior, has been covered in the blood
A nail to bring me life, when death was almost certain
If this pain will allow me to grow closer to you, then help me endure
If this is what is needed to remind me, how special I am to you, help me become new
Healing happens when you hit rock bottom and offer God your heart
It doesn’t seem that the pain I am feeling will ever heal
A healing touch by a nail scarred hand
A healing grace that was offered to me without hesitation and without conditions
Help me remember that you know my pain and are bringing me closer to you
Help me understand that when I’m most broken that’s when the healing begins