My Bethesda

[GodsWordIsTruth]

You saw me broken and crushed spirit as I made my to the 'Bethesda
You saw my wounds afflicted and diseased as I made my way to the 'Bethesda
You saw me through the blood of your Son when I made my way to the 'Bethesda
You invited me into your Shalom to receive healing in your Arms
So I laid down my cot and my hurt and disappointments
I heard the wailing of the Spirit within matching my groaning and moaning
I cried at your feet at the injustices and you bottled them up into your skin bottle

You sent friends to lower me into the healing stirring waters
Then like wind you came and breathed Spirit into my own spirit

You told me to get up!
I had to forgive the hurt and begin to trust

You told me to walk!
I was glad to pick up my cot
And receive healing by Faith that my prayers hath ascended

Now my heart is revived and it longs for you O God!
The streams of flowing Spirit that wipes away my tears
You know intimately where the breaks are and the hurt lies
You examine each heartache and
keep me well hidden in the apple of your eye
You never leave the innocent broken

Day by day we are swimming in your healing waters
of Love and Mercy in the Bethesda.

(Psalms 37:18, Psalms 42 , John 5:1-9)

[Stranger]

Hello GodsWordIsTruth, I like the Handle you use and I'll just say it's very accurate!!
I enjoyed your poem, it reminds me of a place I call "Peace in the Valley of the Almighty".
Thanks for sharing. Stranger