Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted. (Matthew 5:3-4)
Healing isn’t an easy road. Yes, there are times when miraculous healings happen and God moves in mysterious ways but for me when I think of healing I think of a lifelong journey of hard work. I have faith that is constantly shaking and hope that disappears at most hiccups along the way. I believe that God has the ability, strength and power to heal anyone and any thing but that sometimes the journeys of healing we go through are far more powerful than the instant miraculous healing that many search for. There is beauty is struggle. There is power in vulnerability. There is truth in imperfections. And there is healing in the stories of pain and trauma and heart ache …
My healing is very much still a work in progress. Some would put me in the too hard basket. Others pray from a distance. Healing is still happening on a daily basis though as it happens in the small things. For me healing is getting out of bed on a day where anxiety and depression overwhelm me. For walking into church in the midst of overcoming church related trauma. For coming out and starting a relationship after years of hiding and being ashamed of who I really was. It is making new friendships after old ones disappear. It is rediscovering my love to create after continually being told I am not good enough. It is making plans for a future when a year ago I wasn’t even sure I could survive the year. It is seeing families come together after separation. It is smiling just because. It is helping a stranger even when you are scared. It is applying for jobs when your health isn’t the best. It is putting one foot in front of the other. It is letting walls come down. It is sitting in vulnerability. It is years of therapy. It is every little step you take to becoming better. Whatever you can muster that is healing. That is where the miracles are. One moment at a time to overcome whatever it is that you are going through. To me that is healing … Ω
Reflect: What griefs have you known? How has grieving led to blessing? What do you need to grieve now? Pray about these things, and shed some healing tears.
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