“O Lord my God, I cried to You and You have healed me. O Lord, You have brought my life up from Sheol (the place of the dead); You have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit (the grave).” Psalm 30:2-3 AMPC
Good Morning, HealedOne.
We are all wounded. I think of the zombie ads for “The Walking Dead” show – if our battered hearts defined our outward appearance, that’s exactly what we’d look like. Slouched gait. Left eyeball hanging out of a slimed socket. Rotting muscle tissue hanging off our bones like road kill meat. Desperate need of a root job and fresh cut. There we are. Passing by each other with a dazed and lonely look in the eye that’s still in its place.
DearOne, as a Child of the Living God, you live in holiness – celebrate your direct connection to Him. Your access to Him has no barriers except the ones you set in place. Remove them. That’s your choice and your right. That’s the right thing to do. Choose to blast away your self-imposed barriers that stand between you and His authority over pain. He is the God who Heals you. You have free and equal access to the Peacegiver, the Maker of All Things New. Feel the joy that comes from blessing your oppressors. Transfer the pain from your disease … blocked arteries, diabetes, shortness of breath, bad bones, slighted feelings, heartache, fear, heavy load, dissed and overlooked, abandonment, anger … place them in the Light.
You are eternally protected by The Divine. Loved by your Maker and the people assigned to you this day, you are empowered by God Most High to know Love in an elevated awareness – full of solutions, where fear, anxiety, trepidation, and the line dissolve like a snowflake exposed to a hot sun. Hot Son.
Look for people in the joy and celebration of life. Healed. Whole.
Know
that you know
that you know
that that is the You
He is bringing you to,
when you place your wounds
into the wounds
of His hands.
Wake up.
Live healed.
Go.
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