Healed

Mark 5:4, 5– For he had often been chained hand and foot, but he tore the chains apart and broke the irons on his feet. No one was strong enough to subdue him. Night and day among the tombs and in the hills he would cry out and cut himself with stones. (NIV)

Jesus healed lepers, the lame, and the sick. I didn’t fit into those categories. I was more like the tormented soul in the tombs, living in the place of the dead, alone with my personal tormenting thoughts as company. And then————————God!

Healed

I didn’t walk with a cane, but still I limped.
I didn’t have a need that could be seen.
Instead my spirit cried out for healing in its deepest self.
Anointed with oil, prayed for with expectation,
God met my need
And created a flickering flame of healed self within my being.

Where is our place of greatest hurt? That is where God wants to be.

Prayer: Oh God, pour out your healing upon the deepest hurting of ourselves. Give us courage to leave our old dead self behind and choose life with you, the living God. In Jesus’ name. Amen.