His Wounds, My Hurts

I was sitting down this morning to spend some time with the Lord, and I ran across something I had written in my journal just over a year ago. I want to share it for those who have been hurt. I hope it encourages you to let go of the past, whatever that is for you.

My journal entry dated February 11, 2025… As I was praying this morning and asking the Lord to help me erase hurts and hard memories from the past, to stop allowing them to rob me in the present, I saw Jesus’ hand. It was open. I saw the nail scar. He closed His hand into a fist, and I began to see things, like words, almost like white pieces of paper with words on them shooting quickly, in a blur, under the fingertips of His closed fist. A representation of all the words, all the actions that have hurt me. They rushed under His fingertips and were sucked into the nail scar of His hand, as if to show me He took them on Himself, into His hand, His wound, His bloodstream. His closed fist tells me He isn’t allowing them to come back out. It’s on me to see them in Him and to trust that’s where they stay.

I am praising God for that morning. He answered that prayer by showing me He had already done His part. Part of my testimony now is that the memories that once hurt me so deeply no longer bring pain, but those same memories speak of healing, restoration, and joy.

I pray for you today that if there are old wounds that still bring you pain, this helps you to see what I saw that morning. Jesus took your pain at the cross. Give those old wounds back to Him today and trust that’s where they will stay.

1 Peter 2:24 NKJV who Himself bore our sins in His own body on the tree, that we, having died to sins, might live for righteousness - by whose stripes you were healed.