Teach Us to Heal

Why do the innocent ones cry so

For a taste of Your sweet warmth..

Their blood on our hands

sticky and stained to the lonely

concrete walls inside of our world

that we carefully whitewash as we smile

with broken hearts

Living flesh a canvas for hellish scars, stories

Where is their refuge from

this evil that strips and scalds....

if Your Love is so big

  if Your Love is so big..

We have chosen Fear,

We have believed that

All beautiful things, must have thorns

We have created a devil with horns

And so we  s e p a r a t e  and segregate

In order to not feel the pain

Conflicted and inflicted upon the universe

To be absorbed and stained

God is Love

Every creature, born from this energy

Blueprint becomes choosing, a gift

What we breathe in, will be released

For another to take inside, while looking above

Teach us to heal, God

In thought, deed, and breath

And search for truth in joy

For we will never completely know

Your mysterious and deep ways

Condemnation is a mortal trap

But divinity is creating, choosing anew

Fear or Love, which will sponsor our actions?

How will we create with this power given?

Oh, to smile, love, and celebrate!

And when skies are darkened , to do it all again

For His Love is so big,

For His Love is so big.