Strap your sword at your side, O mighty warrior; appear in your majesty and splendor. Psalms 45:3
There isn't really a healing journey that we can navigate on our own, despite the many false bills of goods that the world will try and sell us to wellness. There is a healing relationship. Paths in the wild and parched wilderness are rarely clear, except for a stretch of ground, here and there, worn flat by the Word of God. They lead us to springs of refreshment and nourishment that fortify us for the next leg of the journey. These are moments that bring comfort, knowing that Christ's soles have walked these parts.⠀
For the word of God is alive and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart. Hebrews 4:12
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Healing is more like bushwhacking. Once in a while, a little piece of paved trail, by God's grace, appears at our feet. The lovely dappled light along those curves foreshadows the next inevitable melee between light and dark. Hope against lies. Truth versus facts. It's a harrowing ride, healing, made all the more so with the precious cargo of family. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
May the high praises of God be in their mouths, and a double-edged sword in their hands. Psalm 149:6
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Sometimes, peace lets us feel like we are ripping along in a bus on a narrow wedge of road wrapped around a cliff -- wheels half over the ledge and a devouring jungle miles below. Once we are uncomfortably jostling along precarious heights, we have no choice but to whisper a prayer, trust the bus driver (is he mad?) and behold the terrifying, dazzling view. He already made it. And we will too.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
Many are the afflictions of the righteous: but the LORD delivereth him out of them all. Psalm 34:19⠀⠀⠀
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“Your word is a lamp for my feet and a light on my path.” Psalm 119:105