Sweet To the Soul

I had one of those days last week.  You know the kind.  Where you get out of bed and say “not today Satan” and Satan says “Oh, it’s on like Donkey Kong!”. (Yes, that verse is in the bible, well it would be if they ever let me translate a version of the bible. It would be called “The Chicago Truth Version” translation. LOL). 

I got hit from all angles.  Emotionally, spiritually, personally, and physically. The burden was too much.  I didn’t know what to do and that’s when it happened, I let my guard down and I did something new.   I called a friend to help me process. A friend who told me it was alright to cry.   A friend who just listened to me ramble on and on.

It is new because in the past I would go into robot mode, shut down and just go about my day.  On my own.  Without asking for help and later yell at God for never sending me any help.  However, this time the load was too much to carry, so I curled up in my chair dialed the phone, and listened to her sweet voice speak truth and wisdom into the places that were dark, broken, and filled with lies.  Her words mended me.  Mended the hole that began as a snag.  A snag that was picked at all day by people’s actions, my thoughts, old tapes running through my head, emotions and sin, until it unraveled and lay there a big, gaping hot mess. 

 

I don’t remember the words she spoke over me but I do remember how I felt.  I felt loved, cared for, and seen.  Her words were “sweet to the soul and healing to the bones.”

 

I hung up the phone feeling like the fog was lifted and I was ready for whatever was next. However, I later was thinking why I don’t do that more often. 

 

Heck, don’t we all want to hear sweet words that heal our bones?! But why do some of us (and when I say “some of us” I mean me!) have to wait until we are completely overwhelmed or so tired and broken that we have no other choice but to let our guard down and let others in. 

 

Perhaps think about the places you need mending the next time you have some quiet time, or when sitting at a red light or standing in the Target line (There would be a whole lot of places I would need mending if I were to think about this standing in a Wal-Mart line!!!!!!)  Anyway……..

 

Where are the places in your soul that need to be mended by a kind word?  What is standing in your way to receive it?  And what would it look like if you did something new and reached out?

 

Proverbs 16:24 “Gracious words are a honeycomb, sweet to the soul and healing to the bones”

 

1 Thessalonians 5:11 “Therefore encourage one another and build each other up, just as in fact you are doing.”

 

Jennifer