redemption

Conversation with a Surgeon about a Little Boy's Broken Finger.

The finger, he said, is pretty messed up...

We humans, I heard, are pretty messed up.

It's broken, he said, it's worse than we thought...

We're broken, I heard, we're worse than we thought.

There is hope, he said, for healing of course...

There is hope, I heard, for redemption of course.

But growth, he said, may be crooked or odd...

And growth, I heard, refines the crooked'n odd.

And numbness, he said, cannot be ruled out...

but numbness, I heard, afflict even th' devout.

Yet movement, he said, should be fully restored...

There's movement, I heard, when the Spirit restores.

The whole finger, he smiled, is but part of his story...

The whole story, I smiled, is redemption, His glory.

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