Blessed are the “pour” in spirit,
Who share from their heart
For they will be healed.
You can listen to lectures
Full of points and principles
Yet your pain will persist.
But when you’re allowed
To openly pour out your heart
To other people who care,
Deep inner healing begins to start.
Your burdens are lifted
As you get things off your chest
And receive love and support
From those who humbly hear your heart.
But where can you pour it all out?
Is there a safe place surrounded by love
And people you can trust
To hear and heal, yet not reveal?
Support groups are good,
Yet, still there’s a risk.
But what if you could share
In the presence of God,
Surrounded by His love
Shinning through people’s faces?
I believe that what we call “church”
Was originally designed
To be a spiritual support group,
Where everyday people
Could freely show and tell
What’s on their heart.
“Confess your faults to one another.”
“Bear one another’s burdens.”
“What then shall we say, brothers and sisters?
When you come together, each of you has . . .”
Something to pour out of your spirit.