"He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds." ... Psalm 147:3
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A couple weekends ago, Tom and I rewatched our Lord of The Rings dvd's. Yes, again. And the weird thing is that, while closing my eyes during the battle scenes (like always), I recalled how I used to watch Wild Hearts Can't Be Broken ** during my personal Bad Times in Nevada.
And in Nevada I had a lot of personal bad times.
Back then I'd get Naomi off to school, do some housework, then make a snack and put in that (ever-thinning) Wild Hearts Can't Be Broken video. I'd watch everybody and even the horse being brave and I'd feel myself begin to heal from--what? I asked myself this time, here at Hobbit Cottage on the red couch. "What sent me twenty times to that movie and later, others like these here in New York?:"
A Charlie Brown Christmas
Home Alone
Rear Window
Prancer
Road to Avonlea
The best part? My brain had to s-t-r-a-i-n to remember why I'd park in front of those films and have 'Healing Waiting Room' times. At first, I could only recall my need to.
But then, alas, I remembered: usually I needed comfort because of people's accusing, I-don't-get-you words. Words spoken to me or about Naomi (people don't say bad things about Tom. Everybody loves Tom. heh.) Occasional harsh words also spoken to me by Tom or Naomi, then my own words lashing out to defend myself and spreading more hurt (and guilt) around.
Oh, the power of our words! And oh, the time it can require to heal from the rash, unkind ones.
But thank-goodness God can change things. He not only heals the broken-hearted, but He can make those hearts stouter, more forgiving, stronger. You know, so strengthened by His great love that we stop shattering all over the place. And rejection doesn't sting the same way when we no longer allow people to crawl up on the throne of our heart.
No, when God's up there alone, Life changes. What He thinks and the way He loves us suddenly becomes what we crave and respond to most. And with Him finally taming our tongue, we stay out of lots of problems we previously stepped into like clueless askers-for-trouble.
He becomes our true Healer. And yes, He can use others and even movies, books, songs and outings (etc.) to help the process--but still--the final sealing of all wounds comes from His hand and we know it. When He is truly King. And, in time, we come to desire or need little else in the way of first aid.
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** You might want to only read through half of the description of this movie at that link. The last half contains, imo, major what-were-they-thinking? spoilers.
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Death and life are in the power of the tongue, and they who indulge in it shall eat the fruit of it [for death or life]. ... Proverbs 18:21
"For beautiful eyes, look for the good in others; for beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness; and for poise, walk with the knowledge that you are never alone."
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Now I want to see Wild Hearts Can't Be Broken. How could I have missed it? It has horses and courage, two things I love. Yes, God is our healer. A favorite verse of mine is Philippians 4:8 which points us in the right direction of healing: Whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely ... think on these things.
ReplyDeleteI feel the same about hallmark movies but I think I remember that you do not like those, why is that?
ReplyDeleteTerra--yes! I think you'd like that movie. I never got tired of it when I watched it a bazillion times. :) Oh,and that's a verse I think about nearly every day--a favorite!
ReplyDeleteElizabeth-- Uh oh. sure you want to know? :) I don't like Hallmark movies because, well, as Naomi used to say, they're 'too family feel good.' I prefer movies with lots of suspense and with an 'edginess' about them. And I'm not into romance movies like I used to be, partly because the world doesn't usually understand what real romance means. Plus, again, I prefer mysteries and suspense and guessing 'who done it.'
Oh dear. Sorry you asked, right? :)
Thanks, Ladies! Blessings, Debra
No, not sorry I asked. I understand.
ReplyDeleteI do like that " too family feel good" it makes me feel good. Something we are not the same on. Thats o.k. oh there is one more thing we are not alike on that is Christmas decorating.I love it! Usually everything you say , I am like " me too" Blessings to you!
Debra, here's a funny little story. I grew up a couple of blocks from Grace Kelly's family home in the East Falls section of Philadelphia. On Easter Sundays my mother would dress us up and pose us in front of the Kelly house and take pictures. She would send copies to my aunts and uncles so that they would think we were living high on the hog. Our house was a small, old, run down row home a couple of streets away. I look at those pictures now and laugh.
ReplyDeleteP.S. lorie is me Dolores Lynn.
ReplyDeleteDolores--hope you got my message at Facebook... I loved your Grace Kelly story! :) Thanks for sharing it with us all. Blessings, Debra
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