Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Healing Circles


The one with the fevered brow lifted up holy hands for the terrified sister.  And the terrified sister was more concerned for the one with the fevered brow than for her own untold agony.

The weakened recovering one let go of her anxiety so she could pray over the fearful soul.  Who had rubbed the aching limbs of the feverish one.  And the beloved matriarch who lived encased in endless pain sat in a holy watchfulness.  While the steady gentle giant once again lifted his friends to Jesus even while he already had enough prayers that needed to be said.

And the valiant brother who was fighting untold pressure wanted to know how he could pray.  While the exhausted sojourner stuffed with grief sat still with eyes resting closed.  And the faithful women who already carried too much on overfull platters steadily pounded on heaven's door, beseeching the Healer to come down and bring renewed life to the ones they loved.

The friends on the sidelines kept watch in prayer.  And in faith believing, they began to cut a large ragged healing circle in the fragile ceiling, lowering their loved ones on worn out mats right down in front of the Wounded Healer Himself.

The Holy One whispered over and over again, 'peace I leave you, my peace I give you.  I do not give as the world gives.  Do not let your hearts be troubled, and do not be afraid.' 

And the hopeful soul gained a clearer perspective as she remembered that a new friend had penned the truth that the trouble with fear is it tells you things will always be the way they are now.  And all that being said, the Comforter cradled her heart and the renewed peace that passes understanding rocked her gently to sleep. 

And the midnight snow silently fell as the springtime moonlight glistened bright.

 
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24 comments:

  1. Such a profound piece of writing, Linda... As the winter collides with spring, so the Wounded One confronts our hurts, healing them by teaching us trust.

    Thank you, as always,
    HBHW

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    1. That you would be the one to kick off this conversation today is so meaningful ... your life tells a healing story, my friend ...

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  2. Hi Linda! What a meditation...all the different people with their own stories, all in need of healing. "And the Lord will bless his people with peace." May we all be healed in the love and peace of the Savior.

    Easter blessings,
    Ceil

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    1. This is a rather loose interpretation of my own story in recent weeks ...

      And don't we all need His healing touch in one way, shape, or form. Even and especially during this holiest of weeks.

      Love to you, my friend ...

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  3. I am pulled into the beauty of your musings and blessed to know I have been on the mat in the midst of the circle before. He healed me---

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    1. Amen! Our God is The Healer. We need to share our stories, we need to re-count our blessings. Thank you, Lulu ...

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  4. This is beautiful, Linda, thank you. I hope you are feeling better. I've been praying for you :)

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    1. Recovering day by day ... and helping my man to do the same! That you're praying means so much to me. I'm grateful, June ...

      ;-}

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  5. Linda - What a poignant truth! Fear taunts us with, "things will never change"! So glad we have our healer as more than our God...but our friend! Blessings! Stopping by from Lyli's place, Jen

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    1. What a friend we have in Jesus! Thanks for that gentle reminder, Jen.

      Easter blessings to you, to yours ...

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  6. Oh, this is so touching and beautiful!

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    1. How kind of you, Alecia! You've blessed me with your thoughtful words this afternoon.

      May your Easter celebration be sublime ...

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  7. Linda,
    such peace and beauty in your words...wishing you an Easter full of His joy :)

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    1. How blessed we are to celebrate such a sacrificial, powerful love! Warmest blessings to you and your family, Dolly!

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  8. There is kindness in your words Linda...loving how God is speaking to my heart through you and a few others today. I am gathering insight for the future. Happy Easter

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    1. That you have seen kindness here simply warms my heart. Thank you, Betty, for the sweet gift you've given me this evening.

      Because of Jesus ...

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  9. Your beautiful yet powerful words speak to my heart, and gently calm the fear and anxiety hidden inside of me. Thank you for sharing your gift with us, Linda. Happy Easter! ox

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    1. Praise God for the gentle healing movement of His Spirit in your soul. That He would use these words in this place brings tears to my eye. Thank you for sharing what He's doing. I am so grateful.

      He is risen, my friend. For then. For now!

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  10. I do hope this is not about you or your hubby, Linda. But even if it is, it is beautiful and so true. When we are in those vulnerable places we believe the lie that this is the way it will always be. But God! Yes, he's the Great Redeemer always at work! BTW, I haven't had a chance to respond to your email but know that I am praying that you and your husband regain strength and energy and are able to kick this illness to the curb! Love ya!

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    1. Your prayers matter! Thanks for praying us through, Beth. We're doing better by the day and are slowly getting back to work. And yes, this is a bit of our story, disguised to protect the others who've been on this journey as well ...

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  11. Linda, this is such a beautiful telling. One of my favorite books is The Wounded Healer by Nouwen. Your post captures its spirit so well. So moving.

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    1. Yes ... His calling is for us to be wounded healers. But oh the pruning, the pain, the dark nights of the soul, the refiner's fire can push us close to the edge. And then we remember that Jesus went through all this and more. And the Holy Spirit is our constant companion and will never leave us, not for a moment.

      Thanks so much for being here tonight, Laura ...

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  12. Linda, love your descriptive storytelling in this post, wonderful :)

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    1. mmm ... this piece was born out of illness everywhere I looked, the kind that seems to drag on forever. Thankfully, healing has come to some since then. But not yet to others.

      Thanks for stopping in this morning, Beth. I hope your day's a great one!

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Welcome to the table, friend!

This is where we gather and hang out. I'd love for you to pull up a chair and jump right into the conversation. Or simply say 'hello.'

l'll be dropping in to visit you sometime soon ...

Linda

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