Healer of the brokenhearted

"He heals the brokenhearted,
binding up their wounds."
-Psalm 147:3 NLT

I spent a good hour or two today looking through old pictures of my family. There must have been at least 500 photographs in the two big Tupperware boxes my mom dug out of the laundry room. Some were probably thirty years old, others were much more recent. There was one thing I noticed, though - as time went by, the smiles were fading away and a look of sadness was growing in their eyes...mine as well.

All of us have been wounded...

People let us down...someone important wasn't there...we were given harsh words...we feel unnoticed, unimportant, or unloved. Fill in the blank - we all have something. What's yours?

God's been working on my heart lately. It can be a painful thing to let the hurts...well...hurt. It's much easier to just ignore them in some way. Fill your life with busyness, get obsessed with sports or some other hobby, go from girl to girl or guy to guy trying to find love - that'll work just fine.

But I want to be a person who lives from the heart.

I don't want to kill it. I want to be who God made me to be. I have to admit, right now, I'm quite far from being that person. The real me just sits in hiding, afraid to come out. This isn't good at all. God has put things in me that other people need, but instead...I'm distant, detached, and afraid to love the people that God has put in my life. "You're such a jerk" Satan chimes in, "That person needed encouragement, but once again you failed to give it - That person needed you to love them, but you were too afraid...as usual".

Good thing I serve a God who is going to finish His work in me. Jesus came to "bind up the brokenhearted, [and] proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to them that are bound" Isaiah 61:1 KJV. My heart is His now. There is nothing that He can't fix and there is no situation that is hopeless with Him.

He is restoring my heart everyday.