Pain
He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.
Psalms 147:3
There is a visible pain, the one where you see the evidence of a wound or even by the appearance of tears…It may be a frown on one’s face from the stress of it all or even physical effects such as clasping one’s head from a headache or grabbing one’s chest. There are many tell, tell signs of this physical pain that many of us experience from time to time and most are easily treated; however, there is another type of pain that is hidden. There is no indication of it for it is hidden in a place where no human eye can see… This pain is the one that brings with it all sorts of other problems with it, such as anxiety or depression. The pain that many feel ashamed to talk about, so they feel as though they are left with the burden to bare it all along…
Casting all your care upon him; for he careth for you. Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour: Whom resist stedfast in the faith, knowing that the same afflictions are accomplished in your brethren that are in the world. (1 Peter 5:7-9)
This is where the enemy comes in to play…He doesn’t want us to know that we are not alone. He doesn’t want us to know that we have a comforter that will take all that pain away, heal our broken hearts and desires to heal every wound. He does what he does best, seeking whom he may devour; he wants to kill what’s yours, steal what’s yours and destroy you in the process. Therefore, it is so vitally important for us to not just know of God, but to have an intimate relationship with Him. He is our comforter; He is our burden barer, and He will heal every wound if/when we surrender it all unto Him. Jesus is the burden bearer, He is our comforter…He is the way maker and peace orchestrator…He will pour out His oil of joy over you and fill your cup till it overflows. What a mighty, loving God we serve…
I will speak of thy testimonies also before kings and will not be ashamed. (Psalms 119:46)
I can honestly say I know the struggle, I know this pain and I knew the shame of not wanting talk about it and wanting to keep it hidden. This is my testimony: In the course of three years I lost both my parents; after losing my father, my siblings and I never stopped to grieve, you see we were caring for our mother who suffered a stroke while we were losing our dad to cancer. So, three years after we lost our dad our dear mother went home to be with the Lord as well…Here I was dealing with the loss of both my parents. You know they are no longer suffering, you know they were filled with the Holy Spirit and are with Him, but the pain… The pain made you want to somehow crawl within yourself and hide from the world. Somehow you managed to be strong for everyone else, somehow you managed to put on a mask of a smile, but on the inside, you were just existing…I was afraid to feel, for fear of the grief consuming me, but this was the trick of the enemy, me not feeling and that was the great deception called depression…Thank God, for His Holy Spirit, it became warfare; learning truly faith without works is dead. I chose to no longer just exist; I chose to survive.
I had to make myself get up, I prayed, and I prayed and then I prayed some more…He was always there, all I had to do was truly acknowledge Him and cast my cares upon Him. I couldn’t break free on my own as I was trying to do, I had to acknowledge Jesus, and ask Him to take that burden from me. I had to remember that “God did not give me the spirit of fear, but of power, love and a sound mind.” (2 Timothy 1:7). I had to allow myself to feel and to grieve… I remember not really being able to explain what I was really feeling to my husband, I just knew that I was hurting, and I remember that I would never want anyone to suffer that kind of pain. Through much perseverance, and by the power of His might, today I am stronger, and He is restoring my joy… and I’m trusting Him with it all…but I am doing my part as well. I’m praying, reading His word, and I’m walking in the ministry He has place in my hands (remember faith without works is dead). I love Him, and I trust Him with my life, He is my peace, He is my protector, He is my Everything… I give Him glory, honor and praise! Glory in the highest to our Lord and savior Jesus Christ. Keep believing…
By whom also we have access by faith into this grace wherein we stand, and rejoice in hope of the glory of God. And not only so, but we glory in tribulations also: knowing that tribulation worketh patience; And patience, experience; and experience, hope: And hope maketh not ashamed; because the love of God is shed abroad in our hearts by the Holy Ghost which is given unto us.
(Romans 5:2-5)
Then shall ye call upon me, and ye shall go and pray unto me, and I will hearken unto you. And ye shall seek me, and find me, when ye shall search for me with all your heart. And I will be found of you, saith the Lord: and I will turn away your captivity, and I will gather you from all the nations, and from all the places whither I have driven you, saith the Lord; and I will bring you again into the place whence I caused you to be carried away captive.
(Jeremiah 29:11-14)
With love
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