There Is Hope in the Wounds
On my 40th birthday vacation, my husband and I went snorkeling in the beautiful clear waters of the Caribbean Sea. It was an awesome experience. The ocean is home to so many amazing wonders and creatures. While enjoying the breathtaking sights of the underwater life, I scraped my leg across some coral. After about an hour of venturing in the sea, we decided to end our snorkeling expedition. My husband and I walked back to shore. I instantly began to feel the sting from scraping my leg on the coral. The scratch was nothing serious, but the pain caused me to know that there was a break in my skin. When we returned home, I looked at my wound and it made me think of the great time I had in St. Thomas. A few minutes later, I began reminiscing on situations that occurred in my life that caused emotional wounds. Those experiences are definitely nothing I would want to relive. However, they remind me of God’s unfailing love. One of my biggest wounds came from dealing with postpartum depression. That era in my life was so dark and gloomy. At one point, I didn’t like to look at particular pictures or reread entries from my journal because in doing so, it triggered how terrible I felt at that very moment. I can now view those same photographs or writings and only feel a heart of gratitude towards God. He was my strength when I felt weakness and death. “God is my refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.” (KJV, Psalm 46:1)
Accepting Christ as my savior proved to be one of the most important decisions I have ever made. I’m pretty sure someone reading this post has experienced some type of emotional injury that you try to block out on a daily basis. There is no true peace without God. My wounds are no longer hidden behind a mask. I uncover them for the world to see God’s glory. Jesus showed his nail scarred hands to his disciples after he died on the cross. He wanted them to believe His truth from which He preached. There is healing available for anyone who is suffering with pain from any wound of the past and present. My wounds are now my truth.
“Then Jesus said, “Come to me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you. Let me teach you, because I am humble and gentle at heart, and you will find rest for your souls.” (KJV, Matthew 11:28-29)