Bitterness
Bitterness:
I don't talk to anyone spontaneously
I don't trust anybody quickly
Lest they hurt me and break my heart
And that pain might turn into bitterness
And cause my soul to grieve
I better stay safe
I better guard my heart from getting hurt
I have built strong walls around my heart
I don't let anyone enter easily
Is there a balm that could cure my bitterness?
Like the ones they sell in shops?
They have a balm for headache
They have a balm for back pain
But none that could heal my heart.
I have seen some men
They make their own balm
They get into drugs and all
To ease the pain but only in vain
Some women too,
They share their burdens to others
Only to find, there is no gain
Then I remember,
Jesus crucified on the cross
The soldiers mock Him
They give him bitter water dipped in a sponge
And He drank it
He bore my bitterness on the cross
I don't have to worry about it
How can I go away from the cross
For that's where my healing is
He has the healing balm for my bitterness
He never charges a penny
He gives freely to the one who asks Him
Come to the cross
That is where the healing balm is!
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