Since I embarked on my journey of healing five years ago, I have learnt to embrace the fireball of pain in order to pursue wholeness. Heart surgery — the kind that goes beyond the physical and reaches the deepest chambers of the soul — is hard. Yet remaining broken is even harder.

Much like an operation for broken bones is followed by the pain of recovery, so too is heart healing accompanied by pain until the wound is fully restored. There are moments when the ache feels unbearable, when every raw edge is exposed. In those moments, it is tempting to run, to numb, to retreat.

Yet, it is here — in the heat of the refining fire — that I’ve found Him closest. Jesus came, not to sidestep my pain, but to meet me in it. He came to heal the broken-hearted and to bind up their wounds, gently and completely.

📖 "He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds." — Psalm 147:3 (NKJV)

Prayer:

Lord Jesus, thank You that You are not afraid of my brokenness. Thank You for meeting me in the middle of my pain and for walking with me through the fire until the healing is complete. Give me courage to face the parts of my heart that still need Your touch, and grace to keep trusting You through the process. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.