I have had some friends go through pretty rough patches recently, and it’s painful to watch. I know I have been through my fair share, as have we all. I realized that there seems to be some underlying theme in each person’s life that I talk with from day to day. For me I find that people who are friends, interests, whatever, have a habit of just cutting connections with me one day totally out of the blue and hiding the truth from me; that’s one of my biggest fears, and that’s how it always seems to end. One friend constantly feels like the new person they are dating is finally “the one” when all the sudden things don’t work out. I could go on and on with the different underlying themes in all of our individual lives, but I think you can point out the repeating themes in your own life.
A few nights ago I had a realization of what I feel to be revelation from Heavenly Father. I was stressed about life, school, work, etc. roommates were upset about boys, and good friends were upset about girls, life is just hard for everyone in different ways. Every one of us kept saying “This always happens to me!”
So, why? Why does this always happen to me/you/us?
I work as a Physical Therapy Technician at the hospital and as part of that I get to assist with wound care from time to time. One thing with burns and other big wounds is that we have to do whatever it takes for healthy skin to grow back in order for the patient to be fully healed. In order for “good” skin to grow, they have to bleed. So when patients come in we have to pick off the bad skin and MAKE them bleed. The patients hate this part! They often think that the skin on there already is good enough. As the specialist in wound care, however, the Physical Therapist recognizes that the skin the patient thinks to be healthy is in fact not at all healthy and has to be stripped off. Once the bad skin is peeled away and the bleeding takes place then the patient can be cleaned up, wrapped up, and they are free to go on their way til next time. Then the process repeats several times depending on the severity of the wound, each time with the patient in pain but the Therapist having full knowledge that they are doing what is best for the patient.
Okay…? So what?
We are the patients, God is the Therapist, and Christ is the blood.
God knows exactly what we have to go through in order to be strong; to be our best selves. We have to endure the pain time and time again, always thinking “this is finally it!” when in reality it is merely another step to make us “bleed” in the process of being made whole. However, Christ has already shed the blood for us, for our wounds. When we turn to Christ we can be healed as our life seems to be falling apart, but in reality it is only falling in line with God’s will.
Healing is not a comfortable, easy process. You must think of your life in the same sense as a healing wound; you are going to be torn apart, you have to use the blood of Christ in order to be healed, and you have to trust in God because He knows exactly what He is doing with you.
Have faith and trust in the healer; Him tearing you down is Him loving you enough to build you into something beautiful.