Repairman

Text Box: Dear Servant, Why would you take it anywhere else for repairs? I am the maker of all things and I made you. Why do you trust anyone or anything else to fix it? Yes, I have given you physicians and medicine to help your body, but that is not what I am talking about. I am talking about your very soul, your very life. I am talking about your heart. Why do you trust self-help books and the wisdom of man, when I alone am your healer? I alone give life. I see the brokenness and the hurt. I see the pain, sorrow and failure. I know the things you would tell no one else and would want to die if others knew. Why won’t you let me fix them? Why will you not give them to me, admit your failings, lay down the hurt and see the healing I have for you? Why not spend the hours with me instead of writhing in pain and misery. See the healing I have for you. Feel the salve of my love. Your personal repairman, I AM