Whoever said “time heals all wounds” obviously had not experienced any wounds.
Time keeps marching on and yet I find my wound still gaping.
Life, of course, continues.
It never stopped, although from my viewpoint, it should have.
Busyness keeps a person busy, but it doesn’t heal wounds anymore than the
passing of time does. Sometimes it feels as if busyness simply serves as a
bandage. You know, if it’s covered, you can’t see it and so, it must not be there.
Yesterday, I asked my hairdresser (who was widowed about 22 years ago) just how long
it would be before I felt like I had found my place and “fit in”.
She replied “Never.”
We laughed and I thanked her for the encouragement! But somehow, I knew she was
right. The hole that has been left will always remain.
Before I was widowed, I thought people should “just get over it” and move on with
their lives. After all, “time heals all wounds,” right? That was so wrong of me.
We are so quick to speak of things which we know nothing about.
It makes me think of another saying:
“unless you’ve walked in their shoes….”
As much as folks want to be understanding, they really can’t. Fellow widows are the only
ones that can comprehend the thoughts and struggles I have and that’s because they
are having the very same ones. It is an extremely unique club we are in.
It has been a LONG winter for everyone. It is my hope and prayer that springtime
will bring with it a renewed sense of wellness for me and for my friends who are dealing
with this same wound of grief and emptiness. Yes, it does get a little easier as each day
passes but the wound is still there. The way I’ve tried to describe it to some that are
just beginning this journey is that the pain is just as bad,
but it doesn’t rise up quite as often.
For that, I am truly thankful.
Although time doesn’t heal our wounds, I do know a remedy.
It isn’t a formula.
It is a person.
His name is Jesus.
Jesus will take your pain and replace it with His peace.
Being God, He understands the pain of loss and He stands with His arms
open wide, waiting for you to reach out to Him.
Won’t you let Him pull you into His arms where you can find perfect comfort?
No matter where your life leads, your loved one will always be a vital part.
You are who you are because their life was interwoven with yours.
That can’t be undone.
And it shouldn’t.
“You keep him in perfect peace whose mind is stayed on You,
because he trusts in You.” Isaiah 26:3
“The Lord is my strength and my shield;
in Him my heart trusts, and I am helped;
my heart exults, and with my song I give thanks to Him”
“The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures.
He leads me beside still waters.
He restores my soul.” Psalm 23:2-3a
Lots of love,