Whole Healing

Whole Healing

“The servant grew up before God—a scrawny seedling, a scrubby plant in a parched field. There was nothing attractive about him, nothing to cause us to take a second look. He was looked down on and passed over, a man who suffered, who knew pain firsthand. One look at him and people turned away. We looked down on him, thought he was scum. But the fact is, it was our pains he carried—our disfigurements, all the things wrong with us. We thought he brought it on himself, that God was punishing him for his own failures. But it was our sins that did that to him, that ripped and tore and crushed him—our sins! He took the punishment, and that made us whole. Through his bruises we get healed.” Isaiah 53:6-9

The nickname “Mrs. Piggy” was hurled at me in middle school and attached itself to my identity. Regardless what I did to break free, some un-thoughtful bully would remind me and laugh. During the next several years the venomous words got worse, and pierced my heart.

When I entered high school I was 5’7” and weighed 105 pounds, yet in the mirror I saw an ugly fat 15 year old who no one delighted in. I covered my pain with clothes. If I could not be beautiful and skinny with my body, then I would wear beautiful clothes. Soon kids noticed and gave their approval which deemed my “clothes addiction” worthy. Shopping became my way to self-medicate. The beautiful clothes brought temporary joy while my wounds festered and my heart longed for more.

The next 25 years brought more rejection and subtle whispers: “Mrs. Piggy”…”You are ugly”…”You are fat”….”No one likes you”. No matter what I weighed, I saw “Mrs. Piggy”. Therefore, I shopped.

On a new journey for complete freedom I discovered the depth and complexity of my wounds. I gave Jesus full access to my heart, but it has been a tedious process – like peeling an onion one layer at a time. I have been challenged to offer forgiveness and grace to many, to allow the Holy Spirit to reprogram my thinking, and to medicate with Jesus instead of shopping. One layer at a time “My Healer” ushers in wholeness, and I discover a newfound freedom. He clothes my heart

with His garments of splendor, and the eyes of my soul see through new lenses. No matter how much I weigh or how I look, I am not “Miss Piggy”. I AM HIS! I AM DELIGHTED IN! I AM BEAUTIFUL!

What are your wounds? Have you been nicknamed, hurt by words, or rejected? Have you ever felt not skinny or pretty enough?

He was brutally beaten beyond recognition for you. He took your punishment. His wounds offer you whole healing this side of Heaven. Let Him have it all!

Prayer: LORD GOD the Great Healer, I invite Your Holy Spirit into my life today. I give You full access to my heart. I desire to go deeper. Show me my wounds, and heal me from the inside out. I know whole healing is a journey, but I want to start today. COME JESUS! In the powerful name of JESUS I pray – AMEN


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