In between jobs, I was working at the church installing more lights in the ceiling. Climbing up the ladder many times throughout the day. During that week and I had no previous problems until the ladder that I was standing on bulked underneath me causing me to fall from the high ceiling down onto the pews. The pews down below caught my fall.
Having the wind knocked out of me, trying to catch my breath, I begin to realize that I was in so much pain. With every breath that I would take, I felt so much pain in my ribs. My left wrist was hurting really bad. I begin to cry, praying for the pain to go away. As I was the only one in the church sanctuary. My crying must have been heard through the hall ways of the church. As my pastor came running in to help me.
After having a visit with the doctors, they stated that I had broken my ribs, my left wrist, and my pinky finger on my left hand. On my wrist, they stated that a cast would not help me. That the only way I could heal properly would be through having surgery and put in a plate in my arm. This plate would then be screwed to my bones and would help my bones to heal properly.
When the surgery was completed it took me a while before I was able to use my hand again for work. But thank God I am currently now able too. The point that I wanted to share with you in this post is this. Even though that was some years ago, My wrist has healed. There is a scar that is visible. And when the weather changes, there is an uncomfortable pain that shots through my wrist.
So many of us have been hurt by others. Out of the church and in the church. I can personally share with you names of people, pastors, and so called friends and family that has hurt me really bad. Even thought I have forgiven them and moved on with my life, those wounds are still there, you can see them, you can feel them. There are triggers that seem to remind us of the pain we went through. Like my scar, I can touch it, and when doing so it feels different than my other wrist. It is more sensitive. I can tell something is not the same as before.
“And one will say to him, ‘What are these wounds between your arms?’ Then he will say, ‘Those with which I was wounded in the house of my friends.’” Zechariah 13:6
Even though the wounds have been healed. Even though you can see the scars, it does not mean that you cannot feel the difference. Before my wrist was broken, I had no problems, but now after the fact, I feel weaker in that hand and my skin is sensitive in that area and like I expressed earlier, when the weather changes, I feel this uncomfortable feeling run through my wrist.
So before you tell someone to get over something take a moment to remember where you came from.
Before you judge someone for their actions, take a look at their scars.
Before you speak and tell others it was the past, remember the past is our school master.
“He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.” Psalm 147:3
“But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.” Isaiah 53:5
He was wounded for your healing. Think about that.. your wounds can help heal others too. But to do so, you need to let God use your testimony to bring healing to those that are hurting.
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