Help for the Brokenhearted | Thoughts on Scripture
“He has sent me to heal the brokenhearted.”
— Isaiah 61:1 (NKJV)
While flipping through the bible looking for a particular passage of scripture, I happened on Isaiah 61 and the familiar prophecy of Jesus coming to save His children. I stopped a moment to give it a read and the words were so meaningful that I knew I would have to sit on this passage for a few days to see what I could glean.
One part especially caught my attention. After brightening the spirits of the poor with good promising news, the Messiah came to heal the brokenhearted. In the NASB, “heal” is translated “bind up.”
Jesus did many miracles while on earth. From scripture, we know that Jesus had the ability to give instant healing to anyone to whom He desired. There is no doubt in my mind that He could repair all the broken hearts of the world if He so desired — in an instant.
However, instead of taking away the hurt, the injury, the actual painful circumstances, He instead bandages the wound.
While reading, I thought about it in this way:
I imagined myself sitting along the highway of life — tear-stained cheeks, raggedy and matted hair, knees deep in the sticky, muddy ground, my body crumpled in devastating pain. Blood pours forth from a wound in my side and the sluggish attempts of my hands to stem the flow have no affect. The only thing left for me is to give up. And why not, if no one will help me?
Then Someone comes along and lays a soft hand on my shoulder. The touch alone sends a warm tremor through my body. He brushes the hair from my eyes and begins to bandage my gaping wound. Who would do this? I wonder, and turn to look into His face. What I see is an expression so pained and yet so comforting that I feel all at once that He understands and I can trust Him. In His eyes, I see the genuine echo of my own pain.
Eventually, the blood is stopped and I gradually feel my strength returning. His smile is soft and caring, as He gives me a hand up. The pain remains a dull throbbing. My hair is still matted, and my face dirty. But, oh the immense comfort I feel knowing that Someone cares, Someone else knows exactly what I am feeling.
In His arms I now feel able to walk on and continue my journey. I hold on to the promise that soon I will soar (Isaiah 40:31).
Where no one else would help, He comes along side us and “binds up” our wounds. He could take the wound and the pain away altogether, but He chooses instead to give us a hand and help us through it. He can do it because He’s been there.
“For we do not have a High Priest who cannot sympathize with our weaknesses, but was in all points tempted as we are, yet without sin.”
— Hebrews 4:15 (NKJV)
Doesn’t it mean more to us to see how He suffers too when we hurt? To see the pain in His eyes when His children endure deep suffering? He knows how we feel and is able to help us in the exact way we need help. Isn’t that so much more meaningful than having our pain and suffering taken away instead?
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