In Stitches

Good morning!

I got The Call early yesterday evening.  The one we all dread as grandparents.  My daughter called to tell me that my two year old granddaughter needed stitches. As you can see, it didn’t bother her too much. She appeared to be her jovial self, in stitches, while waiting for the site to get numb. So she could be, in stitches.

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Three stitches, one shiny bandaid, and one blue sucker later, and it’s all good! 🙂

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The wounds we receive throughout life are no laughing matter. Most do not leave us laughing uncontrollably.  In stitches so to speak. Many wounds are to the heart. They sometimes take years to heal. If they ever mend.

Thank goodness we have a God who binds up our wounds. Urgent cares are great, but God heals 24/7. He has the power to heal much greater wounds than just the superficial ones. He can mend the brokenhearted. 

I urge each of you to bring your wounds to Him. No matter how small or large they may be. No insurance, no paperwork, no medication necessary. Just a contrite heart. That wants to be made whole again. Filled with love. The kind of love that will never break our hearts, only make us whole. Seek the One that will leave us full of love and laughter. Where we can laugh at sorrow. Be in stitches.

He heals the brokenhearted And binds up their wounds.
Psalm 147:3

Love and laughter,

Sandy

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