Wounded No More

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Wounded No More
I know you feel like you’re still her; the little girl who might lose her father’s love. That arrow struck deep and then snapped. The arrowhead stayed fast and over time flesh regrew over it. But it never healed just festered, calloused, and festered some more. Even when your father never left, you still secretly fretted. Even when I never left, in fear you turned and walked away.
I know you feel like you’re still her - the warrior who didn’t fulfill her duties. The broken exhaustion that stole your career took more than a job. Misplaced as it was, your identity was snatched along with your place in life. That arrow took you out at the knees, pulled you down and left you crippled. How many years will you be content to crawl along?
I know you feel like you’re still her - the old yet newbie in this walk with Me. You’re so excited to learn, yet terrified that you still might not qualify. Arrows still keep flying at you, but you’re figuring out how to wear the armor I’ve given you. I see you put it on and still wonder if it’s really for you. And you’re realizing that the arrows still stuck inside you hurt even more when you wear it. I watch as you confusedly put it on and then take it off over and over again.
Finally you’re ready; you’ve decided regardless of who you feel like, you’re going to take Me at My word. With great joy I now begin to remove your arrows and heal! Don’t fight me, don’t pull away, your past shame will be no more! Tenderly I pluck that arrow in your heart; let the sting bite for a second and feel the salve of My healing pour over you. No more will you pull back from love and feeling; from this point on it will be your trademark. I am your loving Father and we are fully united again!
Next I help you stand again, out pops the other arrow; My children never have to crawl or grovel! Feet unsteady, I beam with happiness as you begin to walk, each step becoming more solid, more sure. Now you’re ready; notice now each piece of My armor was made fitted perfectly for you. Wear it daily and no more arrows can pierce into you. Now you’re My daughter-warrior; covered in My armor and healed from the inside out. Your head no longer hangs in shame, your passion-filled eyes pierce to the heart of people. Those who see you know you are truly your Father’s daughter; filled with love and ready to battle for those wounded like you were.

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