One night the Lord showed me a picture of myself walking around with a knife in my chest. I walked around everyday like this and I would get asked: "Are you okay? I mean, do you want me to pull that out?" I would reply: "No, I am not sure what you mean I'm fine." How often do we walk around carrying the wounds of the past and pretend that it does not hurt? When the Lord showed me this picture I realized that the only way for that wound to heal was to allow Christ to pull the knife from my chest. It is never a pleasant thing when we allow Christ to begin to pull out the knife. It will always be painful when we allow him to begin to heal the wounds of the past. I have to consider however, that the scares I bare from it are evidence of healing. They are proof that Jesus is faithful.
I don't regret the things I have had to endure over the years because I know the greater the trials we go through... the greater our testimony will be for Christ! Our old wounds and our scares can help others overcome theirs if we will let Jesus begin to pull out the knife.
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