The pain from those cuts and their healing has long since passed.
It has been replaced with another kind of pain lately.
It seems that my body reacts to surgery by producing an inordinate amount of scar tissue.
That scar tissue helps close the wound, but it also attaches things together internally that aren’t meant to be attached.
Sometimes I’m aware that this has happened because of discomfort when I move a certain way, sometimes I’m not aware until I try to do something that requires me to move differently than usual.
In the second case, I know because my movement has caused the scar tissue to violently tear from whatever it was stuck to….and the pain makes me want to scream.
When the pain subsides I’m grateful…that separation needed to happen and that pain is part of the process.
So are the verbal and physiological reactions that follow the tearing.
They are, however, loud and profane at times.
Life delivers cuts of its own that produce emotional and spiritual wounds…then produces scar tissue to protect the heart.
We can be wrongly attached to an incident and to people who we believe wielded the knife long after the initial pain subsides.
In God’s providence He will use another incident or circumstance to tear away that scar tissue from our souls and begin true healing.
We may have been unaware that we were scarred until that happens.
We may scream and curse from the pain…it hurts like hell, but it’s part of the process and the process is needful.
We may do this in front of friends and family as the pain comes when we least expect it.
We may become as ugly as my physical scars for a season.
We will heal.
We will heal because the grace of God that superintended the circumstance of the tearing will send His grace and that grace will usually be delivered through those closest enough to feel the brunt of our pain.
In a fallen world, there will always be an opportunity to reciprocate…
Make your own application…