Short Thought continued.....
A very good question was posed to me recently:
Can we live and be the person God has called us to be whilst still having open wounds?
My open wound is the difficult relationship that I have with my mum;
I live with the wound of not living up to her expectations,
of not being good enough and of being a disappointment to her.
My former years were littered with experiences which opened these wounds:
academic achievements where my mum looked at what I didn’t achieve rather
than what I did, my choice of career path which she didn’t understand,
who I married and how many children I had which she didn’t agree with.
This difficult relationship left me with deep open wounds of disapproval,
condemnation, low self-esteem, lack of confidence and worthlessness.
Over the years Jesus has soothed these wounds with the balm of His love and Truth:
“There is no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus.”
“I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Your works are wonderful.”
“You are precious and honoured in My sight and … I love you.”
“For the Lord your God is living among you. He is a mighty saviour.
He will take delight in you with gladness. With His love, He will calm all your fears.
He will rejoice over you with joyful songs.”
Jesus speaks these Truths over me. He also speaks them over you.
Jesus’ balm calms my fears and gives me strength to be in a relationship with my mum
where I can show her forgiveness, love and grace. I choose to pray for her and
to share my faith with her by being Jesus’ voice, hands and feet.
His balm soothes my wounds bringing healing and restoration.
Jesus has redeemed my wounds.
You may have similar wounds which are open, sore and painful.
Jesus can soothe them with the balm of His love and Truth.
Invite Him and allow Him to do this.
Healing may come instantly or over many years.
Trust that it will come.
My redeemed wounds are part of my story which bears witness to Jesus.
My redeemed wounds ‘are the thorn in my side’ which sends me to Jesus.
My redeemed wounds are signs of victory, not defeat.
How can your story bear witness to Jesus?
How can your wounds be signs of victory?