He heals the broken in heart, and binds
up their wounds. (Psalm 147:3 WEB)
Grace to you and peace from
God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ. Blessed be the God and
Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort;
who comforts us in all our affliction, that we may be able to comfort those who
are in any affliction, through the comfort with which we ourselves are
comforted by God.
(2 Corinthians 1:2-4 World English Bible)
This morning I prayed about what I
should share with the Griefshare group. Then instead of going on with my normal
activities. I actually sat quietly and listened. God spoke to me with images
and words formed in my mind. I grabbed my notebook and wrote.
A gaping, bloody hole revealed a
still beating but damaged heart. The Surgeon’s skillful, gentle hands stitched
the ragged edges together. Though misshapened and less robust, the heart’s
pulse beat stronger after the Healer’s touch.
The same hands stitched the bloody
skin. Black thread pulled tightly on the damaged flesh but it held.
Day by day the heart and incision
changed. At first, redness surrounded the tear. Then bruises came. Healing
began but infection set in. Soothing salve fought it. Step by step the heart
beat stronger and stronger. Tissues bonded.
Over and over an unexpected bump,
jolt, or hit caused injury to an already fragile cut. Pain returned to the
incision and the heart. Healing started over. Thankfully, soreness and
distortion, both inside and outside, lessened as the journey of healing
continued.
Death of a loved one rips out a part
of the heart. Healing doesn’t come quickly or easily. But God’s love mends and
stitches it back together. Unwelcome injuries occur, but over time the pain
diminishes. The healed heart will never beat or look exactly the same. Joy will
return and that heart will be able to comfort other grieving ones.
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