The shell cracks. The insides come out. It looks like complete destruction.
But then something beautiful happens. Life pours out and something beautiful is created.
He heals the brokenhearted and binds their wounds. Psalm 147:3
A few years ago I prayed a very dangerous prayer. I asked God to break my heart for what breaks his. That prayer has been answered over and over and led me down some crazy journeys in life.
He has given me a passion and heart for broken people. I’ve said this before but I sometimes ‘prayer stalk’ my Facebook friends. A simple scroll through your Facebook feed and you’ll come across a number of hurting people.
The other day I discovered a friend was facing some very serious health problems. Another friend shared that one of her close friends committed suicide. Another friend is facing eviction. Another is going through a divorce.
The list goes on and on.
The same God that put the moon and stars and galaxies in the sky. He cares about your heart.
When we get a cut or scrape we take care of it right away. A broken bone? we are rushing to the hospital. But why do we so often ignore the wounds to our heart? because those are the ones that left untouched wreak the most havoc on our souls.
The word bind in the Psalm is the Hebrew word “chabash” which means to tie, to bind, to restrain, to bandage. The word heal is the Hebrew word “rapha” which means to sew together or to mend.
Please bear with me for just a minute here for this brief lesson in the Hebrew language because I believe many of you reading this will be powerfully impacted by this. The Hebrew word for “brokenhearted” is “shabar” which means a break in pieces, rend violently, crush, rupture, to be broken, maimed, crippled, to be wrecked, shattered.
Are you seeing what I’m seeing here?
When we are wounded emotionally we become brokenhearted. The wound is often crushing and completely wrecks us.
Earlier I mentioned that if you broke a bone that you’d very likely rush right to the hospital. What emotional wound have you suffered that you’ve yet to bring to the one who says “I will heal your broken heart and I will bandage your wound and bring you back to wholeness.”
Imagine if you broke a bone and didn’t bring it to the doctor to be looked at and bandaged? I can’t imagine the pain and agony that we would suffer if we did that. We suffer that same pain and agony when we don’t bring our wounds to the one who promises to heal them.
But we are impatient. We want an immediate fix. I brought my wounds to God you may say and he hasn’t fixed them. He hasn’t healed me.
When I was in High School I broke my knee playing soccer. The cast was on for about 6 weeks and then I had to go through an intense and sometimes painful time of physical therapy before I had full use of my leg.
Healing is a process. But when we leave a wound unattended it only becomes worse.
He heals the brokenhearted and binds their wounds.