Healing from Trauma

Lord, I carry a wound that does not show on the outside but affects everything on the inside. Something happened to me — something that should never have happened — and it changed me. "He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds." — Psalm 147:3 Lord, I have tried to heal on my own. I have tried to push past it. I have tried to pretend it did not happen or that it does not still affect me. But trauma does not work that way. It lives in the body. It hides in the nervous system. It surfaces when I least expect it. YOU SEE WHAT HAPPENED: You were there, Lord. In the moment I was hurt, You did not look away. You did not cause it, and it broke Your heart as much as it broke mine. But You were there. You caught every tear. You recorded every wound. I AM NOT BROKEN — I AM WOUNDED: There is a difference, Lord. Broken things are discarded. Wounded things are healed. I am not beyond repair. I am not damaged goods. I am a person who has been hurt, and I am in the process of being healed by the only One who truly can. I GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO HEAL: Lord, some of these wounds I have guarded fiercely. Letting anyone near them — even You — feels terrifying. But today I crack open the door. I give You permission to enter the places I have kept locked. Go gently, Lord. I trust You. HEAL MY NERVOUS SYSTEM: The hypervigilance. The startle responses. The fight-or-flight that activates at random. Lord, tell my body it is safe. Recalibrate my alarm system. Let me live without constantly bracing for the next blow. HEAL MY ABILITY TO TRUST: Trauma taught me that the world is dangerous and people cannot be trusted. Lord, slowly, carefully, rebuild my capacity to trust — trust You, trust safe people, and eventually trust myself again. Lord, healing from trauma is not a sprint. It is a long, winding road with setbacks and breakthroughs. Walk it with me. Every step. Every mile. Every day. In Your gentle, healing name. Amen.