He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.
Psalm 147:3
Do you remember the
first time your parents told you, “I love you?”
I do. I was almost
twenty-two years old. Nervous to take the first step down the unfamiliar church
aisle at my wedding. Clutching my bouquet in one hand and my dad’s arm with the
other. Take a deep breath. First note of the Wedding March sounds. Dad leaned
over and whispered through my veil, “I love you and I’m proud of you.”
Whoa! My heart stopped then and even now I treasure the words.
In the moment I was
unable to process this news and it wasn’t mentioned or repeated again until ten
years later when I shared by phone, fifteen hundred miles away, that my husband
planned to leave me. Since then, it’s become a regular occurrence for my
parents and me to end our phone calls with a genuine, “Love you.”
Our hearts are wounded
by abandonment, betrayal, rejection, abuse—by other wounded people.
We are unable to
control our own shattered lives and desperately need divine help. I’m learning
God is sufficient to heal broken and wounded hearts.
God is near to the
brokenhearted (Psalm 34:18). The Hebrew word for “near” is karov and means to be close enough to touch. I’m learning to
believe that God is close enough to touch me. His nearness is a wonderful thing
to be embraced, not something to be feared.
The Lord draws us near
to Him in the midst of our brokenheartedness and woundedness. Being near to God
is meant to be a shared experience.
It is good for the heart to be strengthened by grace...whispers the
writer of Hebrews 13:9 to my wounded heart.
Heavenly Father, You are healing my broken heart and keeping me secure
with Your faithful love. Thank You.
Karen Sims
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