Wounds to Wombs
Anyone who has bravely journeyed through pain might connect with this. Those who have not, well, I hope it provides encouragement to consider facing what seems so dark and deep and scary.
The idea is this: Our wounds- the very deepest of them- become wombs.
Completely unlike the abundant supply of healthy life flowing to and within a womb, our wounds are often places where we about died; at least some parts of us. Places where aspects of our sacred identities got shattered. Where our dreams gave way to despair and our souls with their embedded sense of destiny became sick with hope deferred. Somehow though, through some sort of courage that is probably God’s grace, most of us find it absolutely necessary to step into the pain and embrace the broken.
It’s necessary because we want to give our kids something different than what we had growing up. It’s necessary because we want to stop hurting – both stop what hurts inside of us and stop our sharp broken edges from hurting the others we love.
While God leads us on our healing journeys, our passages are never the same. He guides us to resources like books, music, podcasts, and other transformational media. He provides us with healers and friends. Mostly though he brings us to Himself. And of course He weaves a path that takes us home to ourselves.
Sometimes we don’t fully heal; not the way we are conditioned to think in terms of healing as existing solely in cure. Rather, we learn to sit with hurt and with the Healer. We learn to see and make room for the broken parts of self, let the broken parts be loved, learn from them, and through the journey of discovery we come to a new understanding of God and a more tangible experience of what it is to be His much loved (beloved) children.
For healing is often less about cure and more about being cared for and coming home to ourselves. It’s less about instant relief and more about heart transformation. It’s coming home to the place inside where the presence of God dwells and letting ourselves be held as we find a way to be okay with what’s not okay, what’s not getting better, and what’s not going away. These are the sacred spaces where the light of God’s love and presence and comfort seem to go to the greatest lengths to find us. These are the places where our limitations become invitations to humble dependence upon our loving Creator.
In John 15:14 (TPT) Jesus says, “I have never called you ‘servants,’ because a master doesn’t confide in his servants, and servants don’t always understand what the master is doing. But I call you my most intimate friends, for I reveal to you everything that I’ve heard from my Father.” The commentary for this translation explains that, “Both the Aramaic and Greek word for intimate friends is actually ‘those cared for from the womb.’ You are more than a friend to him, you were born again from his wounded side.”
Intimate friends. From this place of intimacy and abiding, His wounded side becomes the access point for our rebirth in him. At the same time, our wounds become the birthing place, a threshold, for His presence. Within His presence we experience His compassionate care to transform, nourish, and nurture us within the intimate womb of his everlasting love.
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