The Healing Space

Healing without words

The Healing Space

Where there are no words: there you will find. That small tiny place buried inside, washed clean by the tears that were never cried. It's gullies carved deep from the years left behind.
It is there where words don't matter: there everything's been said. War torn grudges, battered bridges, fear led angst, and angers dread. Where memories meet moments in a swirl of crimson red.
Find this place that's all but hidden: shine the light on words since lost. Tell the story through God's glory, given life upon the cross. For white washed heaven mends the moments, builds the base, and helps you stand. Knowing words of true life coming are neatly written by His hand.