Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Healer of Hearts

Living in these latter days, rubble of our telestial world surrounds us. Wickedness and iniquity abound. Men crazed by diverse lusts create widespread harm. We have seen this happen this week with the bombing in Boston. My community saw it today with the suicide of a young teenager in our town.
But, sadness and wickedness is not the end! Christ and His infinite love, mercy, and glory prevail. He always will!
Because I was disturbed by the recent events, this evening I wrote a poem. I am only an amateur poet, but I'm pleased with how it turned out. It depicts my faith that Jesus Christ can and will heal us.

Healer of Hearts

Amidst the clamor of tragedy and woe
A man sweeps up the shattered fragments
Of all the broken hearts,
Splintered by the shrapnel
Spraying from a wounded world-
A planet pierced by poison darts
Of cunning crafters.
In the safety of an empty room
With sunlight streaming in,
He lays the shards he carefully gathered,
Calmly on the ground.
Appraising every piece,
Understanding what's been done,
One by one he gingerly
Lifts each fragment-
His fingers caressing
The jagged edges of the broken hearts.
Then, holding one beloved piece
He scans the room until
His eyes rest upon
A scrap which it completes.
Bit by bit he pieces
The splinters of the hearts
Piece by piece persisting
To heal the shattered shards.
Then One day when he searched the room
To find another broken part ,
There were none, and so he knew
He'd mended all his cherished hearts.


  1. Beautiful! You're amazing, Whitney.

  2. Thank you so much!! That means a lot!

  3. His arms are always open, except when he is embracing us.


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