I hastily scribbled this quote into my journal a few weeks ago and found it again this morning:
Pain is a pesky part of being human, I’ve learned it feels like a stab wound to the heart, something I wish we could all do without, in our lives here. Pain is a sudden hurt that can’t be escaped. But then I have also learned that because of pain, I can feel the beauty, tenderness, and freedom of healing. Pain feels like a fast stab wound to the heart. But then healing feels like the wind against your face when you are spreading your wings and flying through the air! We may not have wings growing out of our backs, but healing is the closest thing that will give us that wind against our faces.
– C. JoyBell C.
I’ve been caught up in thoughts as of late, the recent tragedy striking a chord with my family’s long and frustrating experience with our country’s mental health system. Not wanting the pain of recent days (and not-so-fond memories) to mar the beauty of this holy season, I’ve been filling myself with scripture. Reminding myself of who God is and that our days here are but a shadow.