she waits by the window
at the empty place inside…"
- Stephen Stills
I will write this ever so briefly, because once your hopes of healing are realized…after a long siege…you want to tell the world to never stop hoping.
Over twenty-five years. For over twenty-five years I have watched at the window of my soul for a sign of healing, redemption, peace…a reason for my hope.
Over the years there were glimpses and glimmers of promise, a flickering of "perhaps" but I'd be swallowed up in darkness before I could see clearly. But today it came. It came from out of the blue…like a flash of lightning across the night sky…lighting up the darkest places in my heart, and revealing all the good locked up inside like a widow's storage unit found full of redeemable treasures, just when the power was about to be turned off.
Over twenty-five years of hoping there was an answer…a reason for it all.
And in one moment's flash of Bible-based inspiration I was healed, whole, restored, completely free…
Of all the healings I have ever had...this one means more...more than I can even say in words...
Someday I will feel ready to say more. This isn't a post about "the healing", but a song of rejoicing, a ink-stained tear of gratitude, a psalm of encouragement to others who feel like "strangers on a barren shore, laboring long and lone…"(Mary Baker Eddy).
God does know us…He knows our hearts, and in His time we will know His reasons for it all. Never give up. Never give up on your self...and never give up on God.
Could I be silent? Ah, never…
With gratitude, love and great peace,