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Woundedness by Kathleen Higham Woundedness, a spiritual gift That some of us come to see Certainly not wishing for it, but It is where we need to be. Lessons sometimes come so hard We inhale them with a shock Unimaginable thoughts attack We are speechlees, cannot talk. Woundedness, a spiritual gift I would rather have another But seeing it first hand, I know I saw this in my Mother. Oh, she was truly wounded Her losses leave me cold She took them on, one by one Her trust in God was bold. Woundedness, a spiritual gift A desire to nurture for some This is how you survive it As you brace the world to come. There are times when you shutter And pray for some relief Close your eyes and leave it Then, hang on to your belief. Woundedness, a spiritual gift One that makes you strong Woundedness may claim you But God promises, not for long. Having trusted everything Though wounded you may be Jesus had this woundedness No one was wounded like He. Woundedness, a spiritual gift This is for all to see I wait patiently, but wounded For my God to come for me. |
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Please contact Kathleen Higham at "kathleenhigham@yahoo.com" to request permission to use this poem.