Binder of My Wounds

When my children were little and got hurt, I would scoop them up, hold them close, calm them down, and then we’d face the big bad boo boo.

Whether it was a cut, scrape, splinter, or sting, I would always bend low, bring close, and gently wash away the dirt and fix the hurt. There were hugs and kisses. I can still feel their little heads under my chin and smell the sweat in their hair as they sat on my lap. I would rub their backs and sing songs to help them calm down.

This is Mom101. Sometimes, though, the wounds aren’t physical…and they’re too big for a bandaid and a kiss.

The other night, as I was praying for a dear friend, I was praying that Jesus would bind up her wounds and heal her broken heart. The Lord brought me the most beautiful image of a mother and her child. As the mother comforted the hurt child, I realized how close Jesus has to be to us in our troubles to bind our wounds. Just like when my children were little, Jesus is right there, bending low, ready to scoop us up and hold us close. He washes us clean…white as snow. He sings over us.

I am so thankful for this beautiful reminder of the closeness of our Savior, our suffering Savior who loves to draw us to Himself. He is an intimate lover of our souls. He understands our troubles and is so willing to fix our wounds. Jesus is, indeed, close to the broken-hearted.

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Joy and Sorrow

“Sorrow was beautiful, but her beauty was the beauty of the moonlight shining through the leafy branches of the trees in the wood, and making little pools of silver here and there on the soft green moss below. When Sorrow sang, her notes were like the low sweet call of the nightingale, and in her eyes was the unexpectant gaze of one who has ceased to look for coming gladness. She could weep in tender sympathy with those who weep, but to rejoice with those who rejoice was unknown to her.

Joy was beautiful, too, but his was the radiant beauty of the summer morning. His eyes still held the glad laughter of childhood, and his hair had the glint of the sunshine’s kiss. When Joy sang his voice soared upward as the lark’s, and his step was the step of a conqueror who has never known defeat. He could rejoice with all who rejoice, but to weep with those who weep was unknown to him.

“But we can never be united,” said Sorrow wistfully. “No, never.” And Joy’s eyes shadowed as he spoke. “My path lies through the sunlit meadows, the sweetest roses bloom for my gathering, and the blackbirds and thrushes await my coming to pour forth their most joyous lays.”

“My path,” said Sorrow, turning slowly away, “leads through the darkening woods, with moon-flowers only shall my hands be filled. Yet the sweetest of all earth-songs–the love song of the night–shall be mine; farewell, Joy, farewell.”

Even as she spoke they became conscious of a form standing beside them; dimly seen, but of a Kingly Presence, and a great and holy awe stole over them as they sank on their knees before Him.

“I see Him as the King of Joy,” whispered Sorrow, “for on His Head are many crowns, and the nailprints in His hands and feet are the scars of a great victory. Before Him all my sorrow is melting away into deathless love and gladness, and I give myself to Him forever.”

“Nay, Sorrow,” said Joy softly, “but I see Him as the King of Sorrow, and the crown on His head is a crown of thorns, and the nailprints in His hands and feet are the scars of a great agony. I, too, give myself to Him forever, for sorrow with Him must be sweeter than any joy that I have known.”

“Then we are one in Him,” they cried in gladness, “for none but He could unite Joy and Sorrow.” Hand in hand they passed out into the world to follow Him through storm and sunshine, in the bleakness of winter cold and the warmth of summer gladness, “as sorrowful yet always rejoicing.”

– Streams in the Desert

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The Way of Love

“Follow the way of love and eagerly desire gifts of the Spirit.” 1 Corinthians‬ ‭14:1‬

Do I follow the way of love? Do I eagerly desire the gifts of the Spirit?

As I seek intimacy with Lord as I never have before…as I surrender to His call for more of me…I am beginning to realize that I am following the way of love. As He pours into me, I can pour into others. I can’t pour from an empty vessel.

As I’m following the way of love, I am desiring the gifts of the Spirit…as the Spirit works through me, I am empowered by His gifts of love, mercy, and discernment, but I want more…more of Him. Because the gifts are always about glorifying the Father and living the gospel message for others. Love God…love others.

Help me to follow the way of love Lord. Empower me with Your gifts Holy Spirit. Help me to be bold and brave with them to love those You bring into my life…I’m Jesus’s name Amen

#holyspirit #freedominchrist #dontbeafraid #faith #openhands #kingdom #trust #layitdown #fathersheart #gifts #love #follow #way

Permission

“This hope will not disappoint us, because God’s love has been poured out in our hearts through the Holy Spirit who was given to us.”

‭‭Romans‬ ‭5:5‬ ‭

As I walk through a difficult part of my life, I’ve come to need the Holy Spirit more and more. Like never before…my thirst for His presence is not quenched with what I received yesterday…I need a fresh taste for this day.

As much as I’ve struggled and stumbled through the unknowns of this season in my life, I’ve been given this opportunity to experience an intimacy with and dependency on the Holy Spirit that I never would have if I hadn’t been driven to my knees.

In my brokeness, I reached out and asked for His presence…for His fruit, for His gifts…all of it! It was scary and a bit weird…awkward even…but we have a good good Father in heaven that LOVES to give good gifts to His children!

Have you asked for His presence…His anointing…His baptism…His fruit…His gifts? He is so generous with Himself…to spare nothing to save us…to spare nothing to be near us!

I am convinced that if we want to see the Holy Spirit move in power then we have to give Him permission to move in our lives…surrender whatever it is that is stopping you…fear, pride, past hurts…even other well meaning people…

So often we say we want to be disciples of Jesus…to walk and love as He did, but we stop just short of really giving ourselves to Him…to truly inviting Him into those secret places. We’ll gladly invite Him to save us, but not to lead us.

Great and powerful miracles await us when we invite the Holy Spirit to fill and consume us. That we may live a new life in resurrection power for the same power that raised Christ from the dead now dwells in us! Give Him permission to move!

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Forgiveness and Freedom

Forgiveness is a gift I want so badly from others when I’ve messed up and hurt those I love. And yet, forgiveness is something I have such a hard time giving when I’ve been hurt.

Oftentimes, I’ll think I have forgiven an offense, but something will trigger an emotion or remind me of a past hurt and the unforgiving comes roaring out like a lion. It can be scary. The power of unforgiving is consuming. It becomes a prison.

Jesus commands us to forgive because He has forgiven us of our sins. This forgiveness isn’t to let the offender off the hook, but to let us out of the prison of unforgiveness and shame. Christ came to bring freedom. To bring life. Life abundantly. Forgiveness finds freedom!

#forgiveness #freedom #christ

Tremendous Collision

The reason salvation is so easy to obtain is that it cost God so much. The Cross was the place where God and sinful man merged with a tremendous collision and where the way to life was opened. But all the cost and pain of the collision was absorbed by the heart of God. – Chambers

I love this quote! I’m a visual person and this paragraph always makes me think of a the dramatic ending of a superhero movie where the hero sacrifices his life for others.

Of course, the Cross was no movie and Jesus did lay His life down to save us. The Father’s heart was revealed in this plan of redemption…this bringing us back home.

How we can so easily forget the great price You paid for us!!!

May we never forget all it cost You to save us from our sin. For those who have forgotten, remind them. Forgive me Lord for forgetting and neglecting the gift of salvation you’ve given. Shake us out of the doldrums where we’ve been lulled to sleep by the shiney things of this world that distract and temp us away from the best You have for us. Speak loudly to those who think they know more than You with high sounding philosophical arguments but yet speak no good thing. Help us to love and live as Your precious Son did. In Jesus’ name amen.

#cost #confidence #wakemeup #fathersheart #collision

Weaknesses

No one wants them…the world tells us they are bad, shameful, contemptible…we try to hide them…mask them…deny them, but we all have them: weaknesses.

I have loathed mine…always wishing, hoping, and praying them away…yet, they remain. They have been such a cause of frustration, anger, anxiety.

Once again, the Lord, as He actively pursues my heart and my affection, has brought me to a new understanding of weakness. As He and I delve deeper into my weaknesses, I am seeing them not as shameful things to be kept hidden, but opportunities for Him to be glorified…for His name to be lifted up and beauty made from dust.

Out of the Father’s great heart and love for us, He allows our weaknesses as opportunities for intimacy and dependence on Him. In His desire for our love, our affection, and our faith, He gives us the power of the Holy Spirit to help when we are weak…when we have no words to utter…when our giants are so overwhelming, His power gives us strength!

Straight out of the Father’s lavish, extravagant love, we, though weak, are made strong, made more than conquerors, made victorious!

Thank you Jesus for showing how weakness is strength…for you left heaven to take on flesh, weaknesses and frailties yet without sin to take our punishment…And now, the same power that raised you from the dead is the very same power that dwells in all believers!!!

Today, I don’t celebrate my weaknesses, but I celebrate my Lord and Savior, who loves me even in my weakness! To make much of Him!

#weakness #hisstrength #faith #holyspirit #freedominchrist #freeindeed #fearnot #worship #power #fathersheart