Oh, give me a heart with sole solace in You;
Convinced that there’s no other one to pursue.
And give me a soul that endures wrenching loss;
Assured of the healing that comes from Your Cross.
And help me to rise from my pity and pain;
Releasing the need of assigning the blame;
Resolved in the truth that You’re my Chosen One;
My hurting heart You surely won’t leave undone.
That these words are not clever words in a poem;
But instead a makeover of my heart’s home.
WhittledWord for 1/11/2011; edited 3/6/2018