Boo-boos and Band-Aids

The cut was small, but we all know that even small cuts can hurt! I was mostly frustrated at the interruption in my schedule and quickly wrapped a Band-Aid around my still stinging finger. I was no longer a whimpering and fearful child needing the reassurance of a parent that it would get better, but a grown woman who had miraculously been healed many times over the years from such minor mishaps. I knew from many, many similar incidents, as well as from basic biology learned in high school, that soon my finger would be healed with perhaps only a tiny, unnoticeable scar left behind. God often teaches me in these small mundane moments of life, and He spoke to my heart in that brief interval.

First, I realized how much of His Healing power I took for granted; He had created my body to heal itself with absolutely no help from me. Then, it dawned on me that this little episode was a microcosm of the many ways He’d healed my injured and hurting heart over time. I had also learned to trust that He would always bind up my emotional and spiritual wounds through the decades of my life where He’d been doing exactly that. Jehovah Rapha, the Lord My Healer, is Trustworthy and True. It was time to stop and say, “Thank You.”