Wednesday, January 2, 2013

First Step To Healing

"He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds."
Psalm 147:3
(KJV)

Around New Years Day each year,
we are more contemplative than we are at other times.
We realize a chapter has been closed....
and a brand-new one has opened.

It's exciting, really.
To wonder what the new year may hold.
To have a fresh, clean slate...
an era unlived,
unmarred...
by committed mistakes and missteps.

One of the things I am looking forward to this year
is the continuation of healing that has begun.
Time heals all wounds.
The farther we get from the point of pain,
the less it hurts.

I feel so much better about things than I did.
God is faithful to allow and provide a natural course for healing.
He is the Healer.

I love today's verse.
"He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds."

I can vouch for it.
I am experiencing its truth....
its reality.
The "binding up" process doesn't happen all at once.
It is not a quick fix.
It takes time...
and patience...
on the part of the one with the broken heart.

God does not move at our speed.
He is under no pressure to hurry.
No amount of our impatience will cause Him to hasten the process.

We want to be healed...now.
We don't want to suffer...
or cry...
or be sad.
We want to be elevated from the pit of depression...
quickly.

God says "Wait.  I am the only One Who will know when you are ready...
to take the last step...
in this valley."

So, we wait.
We live life day by day...
hungrily snatching every shred of comfort we can find...
clinging to every balm of healing with which we are bestowed.
Holding our ground.
Not willing to go back...
to a place more wounded...
than we are today.

After coming to the full realization that I cannot hurry God...
that I cannot make the healing process go any faster....
that all of the kicking and screaming I can muster will not hasten His plan....
I have fallen into His arms....
and surrendered.

I am here.
In the place He has designed for me.
Smack dab in the center of His perfect will.
Resting with my Shepherd.
Taking sips of the cool, refreshing, healing, still water.



Basking in the restoration of my soul.
Allowing the surrounding stillness....
to do its perfect work...
in me.



When I first walked into this cold, dark valley,
I remember seeking...
so fervently.
Asking others.
Trying to find a tried and tested path...
to healing.
"How long did it take....
for you to feel better?
How long were you depressed?
What helped you?
How can I get out of this place..today?
I don't want to hear that it takes time
or time heals all wounds.
I want to feel better...now.
Take me on the quickest path...to get there...to find healing.
Point me in the direction...
and I'll leave this minute.
Just give me the short version, please."

I got a lot of advice...
in return for my ardent questioning.
I should have written it all down....
kept a list...
of what people told me.

At the end of the day,
the fact still remained...
no matter how much I didn't want to admit it...
or acknowledge it was there...
the truth was staring me straight in the heart.

Healing takes time.
It just does.
The sooner we realize and accept it,
the sooner we can begin the process.
The sooner we just relax...
in His everlasting arms....
the sooner He can begin to bind up our broken heart...
without us wiggling and squirming so much.

He needs us to be still.
That is the verse He has given me more than any other
since I began this valley trek.
It is found in Psalm 46:10, and it says this,
"Be still, and know that I am God...."


Over and over and over and over.
Time after time.
He gives me this verse.
Eight words...
none of them over five letters each.
Simple command.
Easy for even me to understand.
It is all I have to do.
It is the only thing required of me.
There is no other way...
for Him to do what He needs to do.
My constant questioning of His logic,
my continual need to analyze "why" and "how"...
my constant desire to move and do something on my own...
to fix this...
they just hinder His hand...
from doing what He needs to do...
in me.

It took me a while to figure it out.
Even though He has brought this verse to my mind
countless times.

Being still is really all I am capable of "doing" right now.
To ask more of me,
would be entirely too much.

He knows this.
How patiently He has tried to make me know it, too.
I finally get it.
I am, at last, obedient....
comfortable...
content...
being still...
and letting Him work.

Are you hurting?
Have you lost someone?
Are you rejected?
Have you taken a life path that others do not understand?
Are you scorned...for not following their "wisdom"?
Do you feel alone?
Cut off?
Shut out?
Excommunicated?
From those who should love you still?
Are you broken?

I have great news for you, my friend!
I'd love to share with you the things I have learned...
by walking through the valley of the shadow.
I'd love to open my heart...
and allow you to see that there is so much hope...
for YOU.

God loves you so much.
Sometimes, He allows you to experience pain,
so you can understand the depths of His ability to heal.
How else would He reveal that to you?
How else would you really know...
or have a firsthand knowledge and revelation...
that He is love...
personified?

It is a new year.
Allow God's healing to begin.
Make a commitment to heal....
in God's time...
in God's way...
this year.

Stop struggling.
Be content with His timing.
Be still.
Let God move.

The first step to healing is surrender.
Just giving in...to God.
He loves you, you know.
He sees your pain.
He understands your rejection.
He was a Man of Sorrows and acquainted with grief,
remember?
No one understands more.
To turn away from Him,
is to reject peace....
and deny healing...
for your wounded spirit.

Don't judge God by the actions of people.
Sad to say, people have the ability to be cruel...
and unkind...
and mean-spirited.

God is love.

Don't turn your back on Him.
To do that is to close the door to the only real hope.
To shut Him out is to say no to healing.
To walk away from Him...
is to walk away from the Source of life.

I know how hard it can be.
Some of my wounds are still raw...
and bleeding...
though not as much...
or as often now.

I am getting better.

I understand a lot about being wounded....
by grief...
and sadly, by people.
I completely get it.
I've been on this path for a while now.
And I am telling you that you will not find the healing you seek
in any other way...
than to surrender the hurt,
the grief,
the heartache,
the rejection,
the pain....
to Him Who bore all sorrow.
To Him Who suffered mutilating stripes...
upon His back...His legs...His arms...His chest...His face....
from the sharpness of bones...
inserted into strong whips...
wielded and manipulated by the hands of strong, burly Roman soldiers.
They were highly-trained...
to know exactly where to land the whip...
to elevate the level of intensity...
to the point as close as humanly possible to death...
without the victim actually dying.

He knows pain, my friend.
He is there...with you.
He feels what you feel.
And though you try so hard to shut Him out,
He keeps knocking...
upon the door of your heart.
Waiting.
Hoping against hope...
that you will one day open it...
and let Him in.
That you will surrender.



People are always going to be people.
To put the Creator in the same category 
as the creature is to make a tragic mistake.

God made you...
in His Own likeness.
You are invaluable to Him.
He wants to heal your brokenness.
He would never have gone to the extremes He has gone...
for you...
if He didn't love you with all the love His heart can hold.

Be honest.
Don't you want to heal?
Down deep...
isn't there a deeply hidden desire...
to be free...
from the pain?

I know how to heal...
because I have reached such levels of brokenness.
I can point the way, my friend.
It starts with a simple bow of the head...
a drop to the knees....
whatever your position....
it begins with a cry from the heart....
to Him Who made you.

Just surrender.
Face it.
Nothing else is really working out for you.
At the end of the bottle,
the needle,
the can,
the smoke,
the short-lived euphoria,
what do you see?
Hope?
Life?
Peace?

Is it really what you are searching for?
Or is it a dead end?
Worse yet, more pain?
More sadness?
Deeper depression?

Elevate your eyes.
Look above everything you've tried...
to kill the pain....
into the face of God
and say, "Okay, Lord, I get it.
You are the answer.
I accept Your love for me.
I will fight You no longer.
I will open my heart to embrace the sincere desire in Your heart....
to heal mine.
I surrender.
I give up the quest...
to shut you out...
to seek alternate answers.
I acknowledge...
that You are my only hope.
You are the only path to peace.
That You are the Source of what I need.
In Jesus' name, I pray....
after all this time.
Amen."

Let 2013 be the year to heal.
The year of new beginnings.
Your year of surrender.

Take my hand...
and His...
and walk this path of peace.

At last, it will lead us home.


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