THE HEALER This is for a special friend, but applies to all

Am I not the great Healer
Have I not sent out My Word
To go forth
And preach the Gospel
And heal the sick
Oh, where is your faith
I left you all the tools that you will need
To take you through your life
I have given you life
In an abundance
Yet you flail away
Like a fish out of water
Searching here
Searching there
Looking for the answer
Yet, you by-pass it
As you search the world about
How long must I tolerate
Your searching and searching
When all along
What you seek
Is closer than the breath you breathe
Is closer than the flesh that cloaks you
Seek
You will find
Open up your eyes
Open them I say
For what you seek after
Will be found
It will be found
I say


Gail Adams March 31 2011