“Out of the depths have I cried unto Thee O Lord,
Lord, hear my voice.
Let thy ear be attentive to the voice of my supplication.”
These are the first words of Psalm 130. They have been my mainstay many, many times. Being open to the journey toward healing takes me into the depths of my soul. That’s the place I go to, when I pray those words, and while I’m holding the broken shards caused by spiritual wounds. I go to that place because I know the Lord will meet me there.
When I meet him there, it is as though he sees the shards, my broken pieces. Maybe his focus isn’t on all of them at any one time. Maybe this time, He gazes on a particular one. He shines his love on that shard, and then He gazes at me, and I know in that moment, that even though there may still be more work to do, that somehow I’m already whole. And loved. And I’m at peace.
And I want to stay there, with Him gazing at me, and me gazing at Him. But I know that I can’t. I have a life to live. But that visit has rejuvenated me, body, soul, and spirit. And so I return to my regular daily activities once more…until the next time when I cry out to him again.
The journey toward healing really is a process that takes time. The Lord can give us times of respite from the pain. He can give us strength for living each day. He can reboot our hope and our joy. We can experience moments of Shalom in Christ.
My prayer for you is that you find your Shalom in Him.
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