Skilled Surgeon


He drew his knife 

And began his incision

Tearing me apart at the seams

He started by taking

Everything out of

This sin ridden body, diseased 

And as He cut

All I felt was the pain

Why would You do this to me?

But when He was done

I saw His skilled hand

Was saving me with this surgery


A Prayer


Make straight the crooked paths

Fill the empty holes

Mend the broken pieces

Lord make me whole

Proverbs 4:25-26

Let your eyes look straight ahead; fix your gaze directly before you. Give careful thought to the paths for your feet and be steadfast in all your ways.