Wounds

Good evening to all of you~

I don’t know about all of you but I could crawl into bed right now and not have to think twice about falling asleep! For some reason it’s been hard to keep the eyes open but now that I have had some dinner I wanted to sit down and share with you for just a few. I must confess that I have been enjoying the time together. I look forward to sitting down and sharing with you a piece of my heart - some aspect of God that He lays on my heart to share. I pray that He will continue to use whatever is put here for His glory.
 
Today has me still thinking on yesterday’s post. In some ways it was a very hard post to write. It is an area of my heart that is very tender. An area where God has had to do a lot of healing. Little by little He cleans out the wounds that go deep and puts His healing touch - not all at once but only as much as we can handle. I must confess that at times of healing it feels as if He is making it worse instead of better. It doesn’t feel good at all! But each time it gets a little easier - each time the wound heals a little more. 

When one of the children at school falls and scraps their knee or their hand the tears fall as if the world has come to an end. As a teacher and a caregiver I will do everything I can to make it better but I have to wash it off first. I have to clean the wound so that infection doesn’t get in there and make it worse. Have you ever tried to clean the wound of a child who is crying??? Tis not a fun thing! They cry and push you away claiming that it will hurt too much. Actually had one child tell me that they didn’t care if it got infected or not - it was not worth it to them to let me clean it out.

Once you can get past cleaning the wound and putting a band aid on it (which usually does the trick) then you can spend the time holding them and letting them cry - letting them find comfort in your arms. Pretty soon life is okay again and within no time they are off playing as if nothing ever happened.

I wish it were that easy. I wish it were as simply as putting a band-aid over it and sending you on your way. I know that for some of you reading this that it hurts - you would much rather live with the wound then go through the pain of letting God clean it out. 
Trust me! I know! It’s very hard and very painful. BUT this I also know that He who started the work will complete it and make us into who He wants us to be. That He loves you and me so much that He collects our tears in a bottle~ That the very one who cleans out the wounds is the same one who will hold us in His embrace and never let go.

I am so very grateful that we have a “Daddy” that loves us that much.
Originally Written 1/9/2002