i was joking with my wife this morning while on our morning commute in what i like to call the “company limo” (aka, the local bus) that if Jesus were on this earth in human form right now, i would come to him and have a long list of things that i’d want healing from: a stuffy nose, a sore throat, the pulled muscles, etc, etc, etc…
then i told her that, “oh, heck, i’d just tell him this: ‘heal me!'”.
fact of the matter is, we could all use some healing in one form or another that may go much deeper than our physical bodies: be it healing from addictions, or healing from past emotional hurts. really, the list could go on and on.
i’m learning to daily ask for healing: healing from dwelling on my failures and hurts of yesterday, and healing from my worries of what may or may not happen in my tomorrows.
it’s an uphill battle, and i’d by lying if i didn’t say i sometimes feel like sisyphus, continually pushing that rock up the hill only to watch it roll back down.