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pain and wounds


I can not stress this truth enough.  But hold on with me for a few minutes.  There are all kinds of pain.  There is pain from health or injury.  There is pain from growing or growing old.  And many more examples that could be shared.

But the kind of pain on my mind today is one that we have all experienced and rips up open.  It is the pain that comes from a broken heart.  I am sure you have been there as I have

Psalm 147:3  NASB
He heals the brokenhearted And binds up their wounds.

God is close to the broken.

God heals the broken hearted.

God can be trusted always and with everything.

That is the place where I look at or think about my personal wounds and the wounds of the people I care about deeply.  That is why I share the following quote with you.  Read and take this in…

Nobody escapes being wounded.  We are all wounded people, whether physically, emotionally, mentally, or spiritually.  The main question is not, 'How can we hide our wounds?' so we don't have to be embarrassed, but 'How can we put our woundedness in the service of others?'  When our wounds cease to be a source of shame, and become a source of healing, we have become wounded healers. -- Henri Nouwen

Don’t hide your wounds.

God will use your hurts, hang ups and habits to help others.  But that begins with you allowing God to bring healing in to your life.  Get honest about your wounds.  Let God work in you and use you for His glory.  That makes us part of the healing process because we are being healed.

Psalm 34:18  NLT
The Lord is close to the broken hearted; he rescues those whose spirits are crushed.

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