“God heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.” Psalm 147:3 NIV
I have always loved this scripture, but when I became a parent, it began to mean even more. Any good parent would protect their children, try to mend them and take care of their injuries. My first instinct is never to scold them for getting hurt, never lecture them or make them feel badly, but to love and comfort them. Now if they need to be reminded or taught a lesson about staying safe, I will do it. But it’s out of love, concern and protection.
I have to remind myself of those feelings when I go to God brokenhearted or wounded….He will not be the parent who says, “I told you so” or “Look what you’ve done”. He will be the one to wrap His arms around me, love me, comfort me and help me learn a lesson. Thank goodness!