His Healing Touch

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The Father of Lies, whisperssssss……..

Faintly.

Subtly.

Barely, perceptible.

The words scald the heart. White hot.

You are not enough. You never were. You never will be.”

And the heart leaks from the pin pricks of the lie

Deception slithers its way into the holes left behind…

as the life blood leaves one drop at a time.

Wounded and bleeding.

Worn down and worn out.

Wanting.

Then the miracle happens.

Jesus knows and sees the bleeding heart. Nothing is missed as He surveys the scene.

But He was pierced for our transgressions, He was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was upon Him, and by His wounds we are healed. Isaiah 53:5

He sees the wounds. He gently touches the scars that have formed.

And He goes about the work of healing.

But Jesus said, “Someone touched me; I know that power has gone out from me. “Then the woman, seeing that she could not go unnoticed, came trembling and fell at his feet. In the presence of all the people, she told why she had touched him and how she had been instantly healed. Then he said to her, “Daughter, your faith has healed you. Go in peace.”   Luke 8: 46-48

His hand touches the holes left in the heart. He repairs with the skill of a Master Surgeon.

With each stitch He breathes Words of Life…

You are wanted.

You are worthy to Me.

You are fearfully and wonderfully made.

I knew you before you were even born.

I have plans for you.

I love you.

You are chosen.

You are beautiful.

I bought you for a high price.

You are one of the redeemed.

And the Great Physician said…

“It is finished.” John 19:30

 

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