The first and most important step to healing of a wounded spirit is forgiveness. If we don’t forgive bitterness will saturate us with poison and eventually destroy us. By holding on to it, we continue to give the offense and the offender power over us. I was a grown woman with children of my own before I realized that what my grandfather did to me was against the law. It was something I never talked about to my parents, siblings or friends. It was something that was buried so deeply within me that I never mentioned it. After all didn’t it happen because there was something inherently wrong with me? Was it my fault? However, the Holy Spirit knew it was there and He knew how to speak to me about it. I had a dream one night that spoke volumes to me. In my dream I was at the cemetery where my grandparents were buried. Although my grandpa had been dead for many years, he was not buried but was laying in a bed on top his grave perfectly preserved. I understood immediately what the Holy Spirit was trying to tell me. I had never "buried" my grandpa or the wounds he had inflicted upon me. I had never forgiven him. The only way I could bury him and let the pain and bitterness go was to forgive him. Forgiveness is a decision not an emotion. It takes a conscience and deliberate act of our will. We must chose to forgive. In doing so we are not denying that we were hurt but we are giving up our right and need to retaliate.
God will use the wounds that you and I have suffered to bring glory to Himself. We may not understand how, but He will use our experience and emotional pain as He enables us to reach out to others who are walking along life’s path with gaping wounds. “Grace and healing are communicated through the vulnerability of men and women who have been fractured and broken by life.” It is our brokenness as well as our healing which earn us the right and the ability to point others to Christ, who is our wounded healer. When it comes to ministering to the wounded it is our own wounds that qualify us. Scars are an indication that one has suffered pain and endured hardship. Although scars are not physically attractive there is something inviting about the one who wears them. The scars are evidence to all that they have been hurt and they understand others who are hurting. When I see someone with a physical scar I know they know what it is to hurt, the same is true for emotional scars.
“God does not waste an ounce of our pain or a drop of our tears; suffering does not come our way for no reason, and He seems especially efficient at using what we endure to mold our character. If we are malleable, He takes our bumps and bruises and shapes them into something beautiful.” I say a big hearty amen to that!
As Christian we are each called upon to be Jesus to the hurting broken world around us. “He is our Savior and Lord; He is the answer for every broken heart, the one Answer we cannot live without – He is the Healer of the wounded spirit.”
I am new at this thing called blogging…. at least at the kind posted on the web for everyone with cyber eyes to view. However, I guess I’ve been a blogger at heart for most of my life. I’ve blogged about many things and tucked them away on the pages of my heart where no one could read them. I believe the time has come to revisit those ideas, thoughts, reflection (whatever you want to call them) thus the blog spot. When it comes to blogging my daughter and daughters in law are way ahead of me. I told them I was technologically challenged!Lately, I’ve been pondering thoughts and gathering data to write a book. When I tell people I am writing a book they always ask: “What is the book going to be about?” That is a good question and I’m glad to tell them. The name of my blog should clue you in. Humpty Dumpty Ministry. What is Humpty Dumpty Ministry anyway??? … no, it’s not a children’s ministry. It is, however, a ministry to little people and to big people. It’s a ministry to young people and to old people… it’s a ministry for anyone and everyone actually. There are only two prerequisites for Humpty Dumpty Ministry…(the first is self explanatory)…..you have to be a people and secondly, you have to be hurting… maybe even broken.Just like Humpty Dumpty who fell off the wall. He was hurting and he was broken. There are lots of broken people in this world. By the way, I don’t believe people fall because they are broken… I believe they are broken first, then they fall.Unlike Humpty Dumpty who was hopelessly broken beyond repair, there is hope you and there is hope for me. All the kings horses and all the kings men could never put Humpty together again BUT the King of kings can and will! He will lift you up. He (and He alone) can pick up the broken pieces of your life and put them together again. My friend, when the King puts you back together you are better than you were in the first place!!!In my quest for information relevant to brokenness and hurting, I have rediscovered the library! How I love the library! I could live there. In fact, I plan my day around the hours the library is open. Three nights a week it is open until 8:30. I love the days it is open late. (I am not, in fact, the Librarian). Anyway, I rediscovered the library and came across A book written by Frank Peretti. The Wounded Spirit was his first non fiction work and was published in 2000. In it he details his own personal story of the demons that he lived with every day as they were played out in the classroom and on the play ground of his school. When we were children (baby boomers) school was considered to be a safe place. That isn’t the case now. Of course there were those bullies who found satisfaction in making the weaker individuals life a living hell but no one worried that a kid might be packing a gun underneath his overcoat. Frank Peretti was a kid who grew up with a medical condition making him open prey for bullies with their cruel treatment and merceiless teasing. You know the type I am talking about. It is the kind of teasing and cruelties which inflict emotional pain severe enough to last a lifetime. He made a statement in his book, regarding the massacre that happen April 1999 at Columbine High School. He states it is important to adress the problem of bullying and other demeaning attitudes and behaviors in our society “because one in four bullies will end up in the criminial correction system. Because those who have been wounded often become those who wound others.” In other words hurting people hurt people. I can relate to that, maybe you can too.
If you have failed God….. If you have fallen down and feel there is no hope or forgiveness… I have good news for you. There is hope and healing at the foot of the cross. You aren’t alone. Somebody cares…. reach out to someone who knows how to pray. There is hope for you!! God’s mercies are new every morning and the Father is waiting for you.
Everyone knows what it is to hurt. Many times we don’t want others to know how we feel on the inside so we hide behind smiles and religious words.
“Rejoice not over me oh my enemy; when I fall…… I SHALL arise.” Micah 7:8 The world is full of hurting broken people. We sit in church week after week hoping no one will notice the fake smiles we have plastered on our faces. We appear to have it all together on the outside, but on the inside we are hurting and broken. That’s what this Humpty Dumpty Ministry is all about. Many of us like Humpty are broken and hurting. Many of us live our lives everyday with hopelessness and dispair. Some of us are broken because we were a victim of somebody’s sin…. we fell pray to someone’s abuse. Someone used us like a pawn for their own gratification….. they used us to provide satisfation for their own lust and then cast us aside like a broken toy. Others of us are bruised, broken and hurting as a result of our own sins. We made a series of wrong chioces (each one slightly easier to make then the one before). Slowly but steadily we unraveled the seams of our own lives and left behind chasos and brokenness. You know the story, Humpty Dumpty’s story. We have see it happen. We lived it in ourselves. There is good news and bad news. The bad news is this…… all the kings horses and all the kings men could never put us together again. But the good news is great news!! The King of kings loves us in spite of who we are, what we have done or where we have been. He loves us! He really loves us and He is the master. He can and will pick up all the broken pieces of our lives and lovingly put them back together again. There is hope…there is healing… there is restoration. Like the prodigal son the Father is waiting and longing for you to come home. You don’t have to clean up the mess you’ve made before you come. All you have to do is get up and come home. Your heavenly Father is waiting!