Hearts of Flesh Bleed

Recently, when visiting with a couple who are experiencing a 

great loss in their lives, and being tempted to close their

hearts to pain...I was reminded of this older poem of Alan's.

  We can not close our hearts to pain, because when and 

if we do...our hearts will become hardened and skeptical. 

Embracing pain allows a deeper capacity for LOVE and a 

greater understanding of the LOVE of the ONE 

who willingly bore of pain. 

Hearts of Flesh Bleed

I’d rather have pain than porosis

It’s better to hurt than be hard

If I would be formed in His image

Then like Him I will bruise and be scarred

Since He was made perfect through suffering

A perfect high priest to become

Then even in this let me know Him

Taste His grief, feel his pain, be alone

For stony hearts wince not at chastening

But scourgings make hearts of flesh bleed

And weak ones will yield to this mercy

While proud hearts stay blind to their need

Lord save me from my love of comfort

And take from me my heart of stone

I know hearts of flesh know more suffering

But they also feel love like your own