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So, I saw someone on Saturday who has wounded me. I thought, it has been almost 6 months and feel so much more in control. The interaction was pleasant enough, but the repercussions...I was unprepared. I felt sad almost immediately, but I was heading to see my loves ..boy 2 and 3. As I visited with boy 2 and 3 and their new puppy, Bruce, I felt OK, almost good. The ride home -- not so much. Sunday -- not so much. The only 'prayer' I could verbalize was "Lord, it hurts." And it does. Still. I am at work as I write this and my tears are ready to fall.

I wonder if wounds to the heart are like wounds to the body. This heart wound feels physically painful in my chest. (sleeping with my Bible laying on it helps) I have never had a stab wound, thankfully, but I wonder if it too would appear to be healed on the surface after 6 months. Internally, I think the healing would take longer. Two weeks ago I fell while hiking and bruised my arm badly. The bruise is gone from the surface, but if I touch the area with a little pressure, I still feel pain.

I think I am still healing. I am hoping Jesus is re-suturing my heart back together. I will not attempt to test its health again. Not for a long time.

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