He saw a treasure that was buried deep within her soul.
Mountains of hurt and pain.
A roller coaster that she just could not control.
Indeed this man knew that healing must take place.
Oh! what beauty he saw within her mess.
That heavy load of pain and hurt she carried upon her chest.
Never truly seeing her best.
Never seeing the blessing within her test.
Every day wondering what's next.
Her best is all that he truly wanted.
A blessing he saw for many.
Because of her anger he thought friends, she shouldn't have any.
Yes, this man knew that healing must take place.
So in prayer he stayed on his face.
The beauty within her mess is what he prayed for her to see.
A blessing for many is what he spoke for her to be.

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