Jesus heals your wounds

The days ran when school was the excuse to leave my house and spend time playing with children, playing rubber ball at the end of the shift was the most exciting and expected by all. But one day after finishing a game, I decided to buy an ice cream in a house near the institution. Time was pressing when I remembered that my mother was waiting for me at a certain time in the afternoon. So when I went to the house to buy an ice cream, when I left I did not notice a dog coming and suddenly took a bite of my leg that I did not feel, the average dog barked with something in its teeth. When I looked at him, the greater was the surprise that between his teeth he took out a piece of meat extracted from my leg. The impression was so much that even the ice cream leaves, I ran as I could to my house knowing that my mother was waiting impatiently for me. When I arrived to calm her down, I said: Mommy! Two surprises I bring you; One that arrives early this day. And the second, crying, I told him about the dog's bite. My mother, reviewing how serious the situation was, told me two things: Son, today you were saved, and she will not beat you for always being late. And the other is that we must urgently go to the hospital to be healed.  

  That day I learned two lessons; The first was that the decisions we make in life have consequences. Although I was an 11-year-old boy, the duty was to go straight to my house and not play ball. Disobeying my mother and not warning her advice led me to suffer a wound in my leg. The decisions that are made in disregard of the norms often bring unpleasant consequences.  

  The second lesson has to do with the wound, the dog when biting my leg almost touches a tendon, how could I get to the hospital, they gave me the basic services they injected me and the doctor told me that the wound could not be sewn, it must be close and heal alone. So the days that followed were not easy for a young man of that age. The time for me was slow waiting for the skin to grow, to close the wound, and to stop hurting, but finally the wound healed. Every time I look at my leg I remember how it was yesterday, but it does not hurt anymore, it's healed.  

  All of us have once had physical wounds, in childhood, youth and even in adulthood. Some of them have healed and others remain open. But beyond a physical wound that you can make yourself. There are the wounds of the heart, they are those that although they are not seemingly are there without healing and pain every time we touch them.  

  The Bible tells us: "He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds" (Psalm 147: 3).  

  Charles Spurgeon commented: "The kings of the earth believe that they are great because of their exaltation; but Jehovah is great because of his condescension. Behold, the Most High has to do with the sick and the sad, with the unfortunate and the wounded! He goes through hospitals like the good doctor! His deep sympathy with those who mourn is a special mark of his kindness. The Lord is always healing and bandaging; this task is not new for Him. He has done it since ancient times; and it is not a thing of the past of which he is now tired, because he is still healing and bandaging, as he did at the beginning. Come, broken hearts, come to the Doctor who never tires of healing; show him your wounds so that he sells them!"    (David's treasure, devotionals on psalms, Charles Spurgeon, 737).   

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  Let us go who can heal and bandage the wounds of the soul, to that kind, merciful and gracious God! No matter what suffering and pain that wound causes, Jesus can heal it.

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