There’s something deep inside that has haemorrhaged for twelve years.
Myself being consumed without my consent.
Consuming me every day,
no one could help me,
I tried a few times to cry out for help,
but it wasn’t the right time.
It was just costly.
Then I saw you and I believed that if I could just touch your hem,
if I could just feel your love then I knew that I could be healed.
And I was.
And it stopped.
And then I stopped.
And now I felt death.
I lay there watching the world go by and you took my hand and all you said to me was “little girl, get up!”
And slowly I did, part by part I began to move and soon I realised I was now more alive than I’d ever been before.
You healed me.
You released me from my prison.
You transformed my heart.
You made me worth something.
You showed me love, proper love, not consumerist love, just pure transcendent unconditional love.
I pray when I want
I sing when I want
I dance when I want
And it’s all for you,
My Lord and my God.
And I’m so thankful,
I have no adequate words to speak.
All I have is the smile on my face, the sparkle in my eyes and a new heart that you put in me.
With a Holy Kiss you brought me back to life, you raised me from the dead, you breathed your spirit into me.
And I will serve you with every breath in my lungs and every beat in my heart.
You saved me.
Little girl, get up.