I saw God today, in pain.
My husband woke up this past week with paralyzing pain in his back. He is slowly making his way back to normal, but it has been a slow process. I am grateful though, not for his pain, but for what we are learning through it.
One thing we have both seen this week is how pain brings focus. If you have ever been hurt or injured, you know little else matters except removing the source of that pain. It consumes until it is all that is seen, heard, or thought about, as if all of our energy flows into that one little nerve ending.
I realized this week this phenomena is not limited to physical pain. If I experience hurt from something said or not said, done or not done by someone I care about, the cause and effect is the same. That hurt rolls around in my mind until I am consumed by it.
Just as with physical pain, God’s healing for hurt comes in different shapes and sizes. For me this week, it was a matter of splinter removal. I needed to first recognize what the source of hurt was, needed to forgive and ask for God’s help in removing it, removing it from my mind. The path to healing is not always so simple, but it is always a matter of asking for help from our Father,
a Father who is just waiting to be asked.
“He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.” Ps 147:3