We are the one who cannot find his way
Who struggles with the first steps;
We are the one who is disappointed and hurt
By the roadblocks put in his way;
We are the one who is uncertain about
The lump, the pain, the numbness;
We are the one who agonizes over
Divisions in the church;
We are the one who is suffering
From depression;
We are one the who feels the slings and arrows
Of those who bear false witness;
We are the one who is distressed, crying inside
As she watches the pain of her loved ones;
We are the one who goes to bed hungry;
We are the one who lives in a war zone;
We are the one who has been abused;
We are the one who is homeless;
We are the one who ~
Here we are, broken,
At the foot of the cross,
Seeing our Savior
Bearing our burdens, our sorrows, our losses,
Suffering. Broken, too,
Yet knowing that there is a resurrection,
There is healing,
There is wholeness and life
From this One.
