Saturday morning often means yard
work. I was trimming some mature bushes
when I went too deeply into the bush where there was no longer growth and created
a noticeable scar. I stepped back to
assess the damage and remembered a scar down my left arm from heart surgery
several years ago when they moved a blood vessel from my arm to my heart. So, in life there are scars of various
kinds. The scar in the bush will likely
be covered over and disappear with time as the bush continues to grow. The scar on my arm is permanent.
Some scars you cannot see. They are emotional and long lasting. Some wounds don’t heal and continue to
hurt. I have a friend who after a long,
laudable life of leadership was publicly accused of something
quite disparaging and out of character. His reputation for character took a terrible hit. For years he returned again and again to the
situation visiting with me the reasons he was so wrongfully accused and
hurt. One morning over breakfast I
finally said to him, “Listen. We’ve
covered this ground many times. If your
heart is going to heal, you must stop picking at the scab. If you don't, your wound won't heal. If you do, you will likely have a scar. Some
scars fade with time.”
When I think of my friend, I remember a
helpful book by United Methodist pastor David Seamand's entitled Healing of Memories. I look back and wish now that I had a copy of
that book then to pass on to my friend.
If you know someone who struggles with open wounds of memories not yet
healed, you may find David Seamand’s book on line at
Amazon. Praise God for the wisdom of Christian
writers and the balm of the Holy Spirit's counsel. Thanks be to God for the right words for hurting friends.
. . . and by his
wounds we are healed. - Isaiah 53:6b
I too have scars but thank the Lord for His wonderful healing. Now they are reminders of where He has brought me from. What a blessing.
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