Poem: Heart Surgery

'Ouch, God, Please don’t poke me there That hole in my heart hurts Please take care!' “Healing I can give you I am more than able Just give me permission To place you on the operating table” “The surgery is long So let me begin But this painful procedure Will benefit you in the end” On the table I lie With chest spread wide open The surgeon begins To heal what was broken 'Where is my heart? I don’t see it anymore!' “It’s in my hands” I’m making it whole” ‘Ouch!’ once again My heart is hurting The Doctor smiles again “I’m making it sturdy”

“Broken bones mend very soon Quickly to be cured But compared to a heart This process must be endured” 'Ouch' times three! When will this pain be undone? Can I really trust in Him This Hidden Surgeon? Months pass and The operation is complete My chest is sore And my body weak A small scar on my chest But a joy I can’t I hide My heart is not just fixed But a new one inside! “I am proud of you, my son You have great things in store Your heart has been healed To love even more”