It’s been one of those months. One that as you are rounding the final curve you suddenly see things a little more clearly. But, in the midst of it, felt like every stride was a bit of a struggle.
A couple of weeks ago I busted up my hand. It was in a rather stupid accident, but as my mom says there really are no “smart” accidents. Anyway to sum it up I took too wide of a turn on my bike, my front wheel hit wet grass and went out from under me and I hit pavement, with my right hand taking the full force of it. Bleeding ensued (which looking back, stitches may have come in handy, no pun intended), and so did the swelling. It ends up there were multiple injuries from busted blood vessels to some small hairline type fracturing and a sprained wrist. I’m right handed so suddenly I was having to learn some rather important skills with my non-dominant hand. Suffice it to say I had a string of bad hair days :) I did manage to type through the pain (I did it for you my dear blog readers), but slowly. It’s on the mend now, though I’m still cautious about hearty handshakes. All in all it was kinda tough, but it certainly gave me some perspective. Plus I got particular delight when some of the kids I work with seeing my hand all bandaged up and learning of my spill than proceeded to instruct me on the proper way to ride a bike.
My little hand incident is nothing compared to what some of my clients have been going through this past month. I tell ya, the adage “when it rains, it pours” is so very true sometimes. I cannot go into any detail. But, suffice it to say there have been some heartbreaking moments. With all of my heart I wish I could do more to take away the pain that these dear individuals and families have experienced and are continuing to. What support I do offer seems but a pittance of what they really need. I can stand next to them and get my shoulder under their burden with them, but I can’t suck away all the pain. On rare occasion after a session ends and my clients have left I close my door and just sit on the floor for a good long while wondering what more I could do to help them. That’s happened more than once this past month. The answer is I’m not the one who can help them the most. They need a healing, but it has to be a Divine one.
So, with the clarity I’ve been blessed with as I’ve rounded this final turn this month I realize how real that Divine healing can be. Take my hand to start with. How amazingly miraculous it is that having sustained such trauma it has found a way to start healing. How did that happen? Well, that’s the way The Creator made it. He put within each one of us the power to eventually heal. It really is quite remarkable. Think about the fact that it got all swelled up. As impressive as it was to have 2 hands that looked remarkably different in size, shape and color on just one individual, it is also a miracle. An injury swells up to prevent you from using it more and injuring it further. It’s remarkable isn’t it? And it was purposefully made that way. Even the fact that it causes physical pain is a testament to the healing process. So, you go to a doctor and say it hurts when I move it the doctor is going to say, than don’t move it, duh. It helps us to immobilize it and let the healing process take place. Maybe it’s a silly way to look at it, but I feel really grateful to God for making the healing process possible. It is one way in which we heal, we simply let the process run its course, even if it’s painful it is part of the process.
Now, those longer lasting hurts require a little more intervention, a Divine one. I’ve made a study of Christ and His Atonement. The healing aspect of Our Savior has long been a tender testimony for me. I’ll love Him forever for providing that for me and for all of us. When I think of His ministry and all the miracles He performed while in mortality I marvel at what the healings teach us. Is it possible for Christ to heal in an instant the way that He did during His ministry? Of course it is. But, His ministry was a short 3 years and in that time span He had to demonstrate to us who He is and what He does for all of us. So, while He could heal us instantly as He did than, that is not often the way He works with us now. He goes beyond just a mere healing, He actually sanctifies even the most tragic and heartbreaking circumstances for our benefit. Talk about miraculous. I testify that His healing hand in the lives of those that will let Him do His work is real and efficacious. I’m blessed with many clients who believe the same as I do, so we get to talk about applying Christ’s Atonement in their lives and work together to make that happen. He is there waiting to help, to embrace, but He has to be invited to do so. There are few things sweeter than seeing a beloved individual get through all the pain and come out the other side whole and better than they could have been without the pain in the first place. Words cannot quite describe it.
Now, as I’ve thought about this past month, and the perspective and testimony that has been strengthened and improved my thoughts turn to my beloved nation. We are in desperate need of a healing. And our unified cry should be ‘Heal us O Thou Great Jehovah!’ He can, I know it.
Take first the example of what He has already given us. I know some will consider me a kook for saying so but this nation; its foundational principles and structures, were Divinely inspired. There is a mechanism for healing. And guess what? Some of it involves some pain and other uncomfortableness. We may have to learn to use our weaker parts more effectively while our dominant hand heals up. We must allow things like the free market system to go through its pain, or else a proper healing cannot take place. We must also allow for a healing to take place when there are catastrophes and tragedies man-made or otherwise. It is okay to feel pain, it part of the process. We must be allowed to survive and than to thrive. No amount of government intervention can do what the natural process of time and natural healing can do. A process that was put in place by our Founders under the guidance of Divine Providence.
Well, United States it has been one of those centuries. The damage that has been done to this nation and our Constitution by the Progressive/Liberal/Leftists has been in the extreme. Forgive me for being a little gross here, but it’s like a festering wound that has to have all the puss cleared away before we can actually get to the real and deep wound. Clear away corruption and than work on the wounds inflicted by faulty means used to further blatantly anti-freedom ends. It is heartbreaking to see principles of freedom brushed aside for the goals of power and greed and utopia. The reality is no man can do for our country what God can do. No matter how much the government tries to be merciful they fail miserably. Its time for us to turn to God and not to government for the healing. It promises to be painful and difficult and at times it will bring us to just take a seat and catch our breath. But, it must be done. The Great Jehovah, Lord and Savior can heal this nation, but He has to be invited to do so. And we must be willing to let Him do His work of not just healing but sanctification. It can happen and we can get through it all and end up even better. He is a God of miracles, and we need that now more than ever.