Today my soul feels bruised.
It is as though someone punched me in the core of me, and the breath is knocked out of me, and I don’t quite know how to get back on track. There is a bunch of blood pooled together deeper than I can express, and the hurt is unbearable.
And the pain from the bruise, it seeks to control all of my thoughts, down to the tiniest ones.
And the pain from the bruise, it tells me that I should never, ever hope again, and that trust is overrated, and that I should just make myself really tough so that no one can reach me. So that no one can bruise me ever again.
And the pain from the bruise, it shouts that there’s no use trying anymore. I might as well let the life bleed out and extinguish it all. The pain of the bruise, it becomes a decree that my life is over. Finished. The end.
But then, God’s gentle hand reaches out and touches my bruised soul. He delicately takes my crushed soul and places it in His very hand.
And He tells me that the pain of the bruise ushered a skewed decree. He tells me that His decree for me is life, and hope and joy forever more. He says that He never breaks a bruised reed, and He never extinguishes a dimly burning wick. (Isaiah 42:3)
He says that His love will carry me through.
And I believe Him.
Cultivating Thankfulness with Ann Voskamp
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