The wounded healer
10 Though the mountains be shaken
and the hills be removed,
yet my unfailing love for you will not be shaken
nor my covenant of peace be removed,”
says the LORD, who has compassion on you.
A few hours after talking about wounds in my past year, I got a rather timely response in the way of an invitation from a long-time family friend who, together with her kid, is emerging out of the darkest of hours in her life.
It turns out that 2005, 2006 and 2007 were difficult years for every Kenyan she had invited for today’s fellowship / catch-up.
Broken lives, lost testimonies, lost opportunities, etc.
Hers, though, capped it all (the good old Beeb does not come closest to describing what actually happened).
“God gave me a vision there and then. I saw my husband join God by his side, to great rejoicing in heaven, right there and then,” she says.
And she adds: “The gunmen wanted to kill me too. We had been married for only a year, and I was 3 months heavy with this young girl. They had their guns on me but God restrained them after they had killed my husband.”
The couple were sold out to God.
“God’s love has healed me,” she says, radiantly.
Two years later, God is returning her (and the kid who never saw her father) to the same people who pained her, with a message of forgiveness, reconciliation and hope in Jesus Christ.
I’m typing this to Kirk Franklin’s He’ll take the pain away in the background, with the prayer and hope that I / we can allow God to use my / our broken lives to heal others in His both good and tragic world.
It ain’t easy.
But the promise of Easter reminds me that it is necessary, and possible by His grace.