He Is My Healer Poem by Skylark Woodrow

My God is here for me,
He is my healer.
He takes all the broken parts of me and makes them whole again.
He takes all the pain and suffering and turns it into something beautiful.
When I allow Him to come into my life He keeps me safe from harm,
And battles all the daemons in all the wars I thought I'd lost.
Now that I have acknowledged Him I don't know how I ever lived without Him.
I have found that my God is not only my healer but THE HEALER.
He touches the soul instead of just the heart,
Fixing, twisting, turning, changing;
Making that which was broken...Whole.
He is there for the meek,
He comforts those in need,
He heals the sick and even brings the dead to life again.
Over and over I am amazed by the magnitude of His power and the strength of His love for people such as I,
For there is nothing I can ever do that could make me worthy of the loving-kindness He has shown to me.
He takes me just as I am,
Loves me just as I am,
And all He wants is my love in return.

(2012.1.11,2016.4.29)