What are wounds? When most of us think about them we probably think of physical wounds. We think of the time we fell off our bike and scraped our knee or cut our hand while cooking. Wounds HURT. They compromise the integrity of our skin defense and allow bacteria in. They typically require action on our part to clean them and bandage them to prevent infection…but sometimes they become infected despite our best efforts.
Emotional wounds are harder to recognize and even harder to treat. We all have them. Some have more than others. They are the product of hearts interacting in an imperfect world. We can wound people even when we don’t mean to. We can especially wound people when we mean to. We can have wounds from our childhood and family or previous relationships…we can inflict them on ourselves with our choices. They can be caused by an action or a lack of action. A harsh word or a lack of love and acceptance. They are painful places in our heart that can drive choices without realizing it. They ache. They allow us to believe lies about ourselves and look for quick fixes. Our wounds might tell us we will never be loved and therefore we will seek out unfullfilling relationships to fill a void. Our wounds might tell us we will never be good enough and therefore we are always striving for perfection or not trying at all. Our wounds might tell us we will never succeed and therefore we never try accomplish anything because we are afraid of failing. Wounds feed addictions and insecurities. They can cause us to react in ways we don’t recognize.
The danger with emotional wounds is when you don’t know you have them. They have a lot less power when you can name them, treat them and actively fight against them. I have an insecurity every time I push the publish button on this blog. What if people don’t like what I write? What if it’s not good enough? I have a wound around perfection = acceptance. And I counter those questions with…Do I like what I wrote? Yes. Is it perfect? No. Am I happy with it? Meh..Yes? Good enough…PUBLISH. In the end who cares if no one likes it. Of course affirmation is nice but it shouldn’t drive my choices. I have to choose to be myself regardless. If i didn’t realize that wound existed I may never have started this blog because I was paralyzed by what people thought. Aren’t you guys lucky? 😉 Guys? You there? Just Kidding.
God tells us he is the healer of the broken hearted and wounded. When we are insecure in ourselves we can be secure in Him. Quick fixes wont work. But God promises he will heal us if we only ask…not always in the way we expect but always in the way that we need.