Christian Poems

Healing

Hello, Lord, my God

I'm in my little quiet place at work. I want to write another poem. Its been a while and I've missed the feeling of writing them. This will be my second one today. And I'm glad.

I'm so joyful for You. You being in my life. You being my Savior. My Father. My Friend. My Guide. My Healer. I love You and am grateful You bring me further and further away from the world and closer, closer, to You. I can see the changes in myself. I notice things.

But of course, I still need Your wonderous healing. I need help with my pride. And with my Maladaptive Daydreaming. I took the first step and talked to a friend from fellowship that You've been leading me to. Turns out, she had the insight about who I had feelings for.

I know my future of being healed is in Your hands. I'll be patient and work at it. Receding, fasting and guarding my mind and heart. Chosing You over people and things. I want my mind to be free. I want to have some self control.

I wish to be set free and I'm in desperate need of Your healing, Lord. I know what You are capable of. The chains You have previously broken. It's never been an easy ride, nor a simple one. But I want to be free. And healed. Please come save me.

After all, in my secret place, I believe You have said to me:

"I love you, I will heal you"

I wait upon this, Lord. Please let it ring true.