Our Lord appeared to His frightened Apostles with His open Wounds. He chose to keep them as a token of love and a reminder of His forgiveness.
He was not ashamed of His Wounds. He wanted to show them that such were the means of His healing, of His grace. This gesture reaches me and asks me to reconsider how I see my wounds and my shame.
I type this as I find myself in turbulent interior times of discernment. I find myself facing interior strings being pulled – longings that have always been there and seemingly only now finding a new voice. I also find myself witnessing wounds that seem to shout all the louder and feel like an insurmountable wall.
Wounds of Healing begins as a personal project to foster hope and trust in the Divine Lord, seeking to align the meditations of my heart with His Words and attitudes.
The title of this blog came to me in bed a couple of days ago, while reading a verse of the day:
He himself bore our sins in his body on the tree, that we might die to sin and live to righteousness. By his wounds you have been healed.
1 Peter 2:24
Audrey Assad’s Wounded Healer also came to mind – and there it was, ‘Wounds of Healing’.
Jesus’ glorious Wounds speak of, and promise, healing; not shame or defeat.
It has been on my mind for a while that for wounds to heal, they must be sanitised, cleaned, etc. This process is often painful, and the pain is not a sign of illness here, but a sign of healing. Can this also be the same for my recent (although it never stopped) aching?
I have other Scripture verses in mind that I would like to come back to. I hope that by taking intentional time to reframe my sufferings in light of His blessed choice, I shall come to see how, also, my shameful wounds can become doors of light and grace for myself and for others, God willing.
I long to return to a faith filled with confidence in His Providence and to break what remains of a negative, cynical mindset that years of suffering have shaped.
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