Diagnosis: Heart Disease

Written by Lisa DeVinney on . Posted in poetry

I’d not been feeling very well; I hadn’t been for years.
So I went to the Great Physician to allay my fears.
He said, “I’ve got some awful news; it is your heart, you see.
It’s broken from a cruel disease. Here’s some advice from Me.
You don’t need big, expensive pills or even radiation.
Instead, you need more time with Me in prayer and meditation.
You see, you suffer from neglect; the worst, most dangerous kind.
It wears away your heart and soul, and messes with your mind -
Allowing things like bitterness, hypocrisy and pride
To build up like a sickness that can eat you from inside.”
 
“What can I do?” I quickly asked, now frightened by the thought
That the cure was far beyond my reach, could not be earned or bought.
My Doctor smiled tenderly, and in His gentle way
Said, “There’s no need to panic. There’s a cure for you, today.
Remember when you first came to Me, sorry for your sin;
Invited Me into your life to cleanse you from within;
And then, the time you spent with Me upon your knees in prayer?
You read My Word, then, every day; brought to Me every care.
It’s time you came back to Me; recognized I’m all you need.
Then from your bound-up, broken heart you’ll once again be freed.
For though you’ve left your first love, you can find it once again
By simply coming back to Me, confessing where you’ve been.”
 
‘Twas then I realized just how far I’d gone away from Him.
I looked into my broken heart, where I had asked Him in.
I knew He’d been there all along, grieved by sin and neglect;
But hadn’t given up on me, for His resolve was set.
He’d draw me back into His arms, forgiving what I’d done,
If I would only turn to Him, back where my heart belonged.
So, on my knees, I asked the Great Physician, “Heal my heart!”
I thanked Him for His grace and mercy; begged for a new start;
Then vowed that I would not, again, lose sight of who He is;
And promised I would start, today, a faithful life to live.
 
“Yet I hold this against you: You have forsaken your first love.
Remember the height from which you have fallen!
Repent and do the things you did at first…”
Revelation 2:4-5 NIV
 
©Lisa DeVinney, March 2008
 

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