Pain

Satan uses pain, I believe, as one of his greatest tools. He makes us stare into the mirror with all of our hurt and sadness. Then we unload it on the only ones we love. The ones we really don't want to hurt. We gawk at our wounds....

Rather than gazing into the eyes of our Healer.

Pain blurs our vision. Satan uses our pain so the only person we're looking at is ourselves. We lose track of where God was taking us. And what He was doing with, in and through us. Satan doesn't want us to see our Healer.

Pain makes us run to places we shouldn't. We run to people. We rush to drugs. We hurry to anything that can make us smile momentarily. It seems to ease the pain. The anguish in our heart subsides for a short while. But when the moment is gone, the hurt is still there.

Pain makes us callous. Our wounds try to heal themselves. We become calloused to Joy. Calloused to Truth. Calloused to Love. Our Healer leaves no scars. He only leaves the mark of His life within us.

Shattered hearts.
Dreams.
Wounds that were made by those we love.
Scrapes from being pushed down.
Cuts from our past.

We can't be healed until we admit our disease. We can't be healed until we're totally broken and surrendered. We can't be healed except by Him. Jesus. The Healer. Restorer. Our Love.