Words That Heal

My blog readers are beautiful. Just read what they say in the comments. Their words reflect their hearts and souls that are steeped of the words of Life and love for the Lord Jesus Christ. From my JMCIM sisters in Christ whose sturdy faith can move mountains (glory to God!), to my fellow bloggers whose love, wisdom, and friendship warm and encourage the heart (healing!), and even to those silent souls who are gripped by fear and yet, courageous enough to leave me their words (privately through my Contact page), words of confusion, uncertainty, and longing. Longing for the Savior to heal and deliver them.

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These all enrich my soul. These all bless me beyond what I had hoped when I started this thing called blogging. To me, blogging has become more than a chore or a mere delight to while away the time. It has evolved into something through which I share the depths of my soul with the purpose of bringing comfort and encouragement to all who wander here. But in return, I also am being healed.

I haven’t forgotten what an elder (a preacher) from our Church had said in the midst of my suffering, “This shall all come to pass. And when it’s all over, you would have learned how to comfort those who are sick and suffering, just like you had been.” These words were a little comfort to me then, but the verse wherein this was based on stayed with me. Whenever I receive comments on how the Lord’s words through my writings have touched my readers, I remember this verse.

Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God. For just as we share abundantly in the sufferings of Christ, so also our comfort abounds through Christ. (2 Cor. 1:3-5 NIV)

The Lord has taught me to share not only these written words, but my life also. He has given me courage to not be afraid to lose my life by giving it away here in this place. For while I lose it this way, I’m finding it in Him, in the different ways He heals me and enriches my life. If I may personalize 1 Thessalonians 2:8, it will express what I’m trying to live out: “So, affectionately longing for you, [I am] well pleased to impart to you not only the gospel of God, but also [my] own life, because you had become dear to [me].”

The prophet Isaiah possessed this gift. Our beloved Assistant Pastor Lina C. Almeda, an anointed woman of God, had it to the full. During the months that I was bound in bed, very sick, and suffering everyday, her Bible Studies that were recorded on tape were my companion. They soothed my fearing, trembling heart. They brought comfort, courage, and hope. They brought me to the bosom of the Savior where there was no distance. And I found rest. And healing.

The Lord God has given Me
The tongue of the learned,
That I should know how to speak
A word in season to him who is weary.
He awakens Me morning by morning,
He awakens My ear
To hear as the learned.
The Lord God has opened My ear;
And I was not rebellious,
Nor did I turn away.” (Is. 50:4-5)

Oh, the gift of imparting words that heal! If I have this, if the gracious Lord has blessed me with this gift and I share it unselfishly, maybe then, I would have known love. Maybe then, I would have really known Christ and walked like Him.

The words of the reckless pierce like swords,
but the tongue of the wise brings healing. (Prov. 12:18 NIV)

Do your words heal or wound?

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