Wednesday: Healing 3

He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.

Good Morning, my dear brothers and sisters, and welcome to EXCHANGE DAY. Yes, a little change this week. As a rule we have Salvation Wednesday on Wednesday. I want to save that for Friday this week as on Friday we will be having communion, so remember to bring your bread and juice to the computer this Friday. Today, let us pray for the brokenhearted, those with a split family, those who have had tragedy in their lives, those who have had wayward children, pray for anyone who has been brokenhearted. Pray today also for Sandy and Don and their son Jeremy. Pray for Bob. Also please keep praying for the Saylor family. And for Marshall and for Mr. Caba.

Healing 3 Psalm 147: 3 - He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds. (NIV)
Yesterday I wrote a tad about depression and this being brokenhearted might have just set off the depression or remembering it might even bring it back. One bright sunny afternoon back in January of 1959 if my memory has it I had the evening off from the Gulf gas/service station I worked at. If I recall correctly, it was a Monday, but that is not really important. I came home right after school and when my mother arrived home she was excited to see me home. What, no work, no going to see your girlfriend? It sure is nice to see you, mom said. Would you like to drive my car and take me to the "Green Stamp Store"? Do you remember those "Green Stamps"? Why I jumped at the chance to drive her big Buick, even though it was almost as old as my hot rod Ford. So we got in the car, me behind the wheel and mamma at my side, no seat belts to hook up. Off we went and folks I was and still am a good driver (yes I am bragging a tad here). On the way to center city, and almost to the Mulberry Street Bridge for those knowing the city, a really big 1947 Buick was coming at me on my side of the street. Never second guess a driver and go to the wrong side of the road, I was taught, go to the right except if you are on a bridge. I went to the right, had mamma's Buick almost to a stop and this guy was coming, seemed like he was coming faster ... SMASH, HEAD ON. Mamma went hard into the windshield smashing it to pieces, I was not hurt. Mamma was and bad, but she said, shut off the motor Danny, I will be ok. I got out and went around to help mamma. No cell phones folks, when I got to the other side of the car, a man, drunk as drunk could be, was laughing at my Mamma, are you hurt lady ha, ha, ha. He was the driver of the other car and he was laughing at my Mamma. My fish came up and my arm came back and I was not a fighter, Mamma said don't hit him, son, and my arm was stopped by a hand. No, it was not the hand of God reaching down, just someone He had in place to help us. A city Police officer grabbed my arm and said, I have called from the box across across the street (police had call boxes), I asked for an ambulance and the Paddy Wagon. The man was arrested for disorderly conduct and paid a five dollar fine and five dollars cost, he had no insurance so ours had to step in. No law suits back then. But the worst was yet to come. Mamma was never right after that, she had a brain tumor caused by the blow to the head they said, and it turned to cancer. Mamma went into a coma and died later that year. I was crushed, BROKENHEARTED, and to this day I remember all the details, it just never went away. Mamma woke up one night, the hospital staff put her in a wheel chair, my brother and I talked to her, that night she went home to Jesus.

Brothers and sisters, I am sure that most all of you have been brokenhearted maybe more than once. I have, but enough about me today. I am sure that things have happened in your life that you never forget, and will never really get over. I am here to tell you today that the only one who can heal a broken heart is Jesus. No doctors, no pills, no shrink. Talking to friends always helped, talking about it would help at first but then it was just a reminder. I had to get it locked into my heart even back then before I was saved, that we will meet again in heaven. From a great song, "When we all get to heaven" we will rejoice and sing and we will meet up with our parents, our loved ones, and all others who have made the cut to rejoice again. This year as we have our 50th class reunion and I get to see all my classmates that remain, again I am reminded of that day, that day when I took Mamma to the Green Stamp store. And I am reminded that to get over it, I had to give it to God. Even now as I am typing this and after fifty years, I have tears in my eyes, and I was already out to my garden and there I sang, "In The Garden". Just the Lord and me, singing my Mamma's song.

Dear brothers and sisters, we really do not want to forget some of the things that caused our hearts to break, we want to remember the good things about the people or the things that caused the heart to break. But we can't keep looking down, we must TRUST AND OBEY, and BELIEVE that on some sweet day we will have it all in front of us together again, together again. Let me say this, people will tell you that "Time heals all wounds". No, time does not heal all wounds, JESUS DOES. Time might bring other things to the front of our memory, but those who lost loved ones, true loved ones, never have a day they don't remember, but God has a way of helping you remember the good things, and God has made us a promise that He does Heal, and healing a broken heart is something ONLY HE can do. Believe it folks, read about it in your Bible. Think about how brokenhearted others are also, we are not in this alone, have good friends to talk to, and talk to Jesus a lot. He will bring other things into your heart that will help you. Remember this scripture, and love on Jesus: Romans 8: 28 - And we know that in ALL THINGS, God works FOR GOOD of those who LOVE HIM who have been called according to His purpose." (NIV) Yes, all things work together for Good if you love the Lord. The pain will ease, the broken heart will be healed only by Jesus and then you will not forget, but you really must Trust God. For those of you who love their pets like we do, we get a broken heart each time one of our little doggies goes home, the others never really replace that one, but they do help. God will make it all right. You do not see it right away if something is fresh.. Time might help, but it does not heal. Again, God is our healer, and in cases of the Broken Heart, Jesus is THE WAY WE MUST GO and we must remember, and I yes I am repeating this over and over, it will get all better when we get home. Put your faith and trust in Jesus. I would even ask this question to those who do not believe in Jesus at all. How in the world do you get past a broken heart without Jesus? I want you to think about Mary, the mother of Jesus, as He was on the cross. Do you think she was brokenhearted that day? What trust and faith she had to have to get past this. Hold tight to Jesus. The answer to the broken heart is in Jesus, and there will be Joy in the Morning, real joy when we all get to heaven. More tomorrow on healing of the body, and on Friday, the healing of our sins ... that, my folks, is the real biggie.

Trust and obey, for there is no other way, to be Happy in Jesus, but to Trust and Obey.

Dear Lord, patch up those broken hearts today, Lord, we know that time does not heal the broken heart and, Lord, in most cases we do not want to really forget, we want to remember the good. Lord, we ask Your hand upon those hearts that have been broken, been fractured, those hearts that have been damaged, Lord. HEAL, Lord, in the name of Jesus I pray, Heal please the broken Heart while You keep the good memories fresh. Lord, I have never forgotten my Mamma and never will, Lord, I long ago forgave that man that did this to us for I had to to get over it. Lord, heal our heavy hearts. Lord, heal those hearts that are broken for any and all reasons. And Lord, heal the sick today those on our prayer lists, Lord. In the name of Jesus ... and Lord, I hope all the readers tell You this today, not just reading my words, but tell You this from their hearts, in fact I pray that they do it ... Jesus, I love You, I really do. Without You, I would be nothing. Thanks, Jesus, for all You do for us everyday, and pardon us when we forget. Thanks, Lord, for healing my broken heart many times over and thanks, Lord, for the good memories of my mamma. In Jesus' name, Amen.

If you need to talk to someone about those broken hearts, if you need someone to help you turn it over to Jesus, you may call me. I will do my very best to help you turn it over to Jesus. Hey, time to go and share your blessings. And folks, believe it or not, helping others will help you deal with a broken heart, so share those blessings ... and call me if you need me. Love ya, dan.
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