Five Minute Friday :: Older

It's Friday--*Freedom Day* from my perspective; a day in the week to remind me that perfect is not the goal. And nor is even getting close to it. So I live and breathe and soak in the freedom-to-be-me, just as I am now.

I'm joining several others in heart-sharing. Carve out a space {even if it's a paper napkin}, and play along, for Just. Five. 

Today's prompt:

*Older*

GO

Though I'm older doesn't make as much of a difference.

Time doesn't do the healing on its own. 

Seeing the truth in this is painful. I think I made time out to be an idol of sorts.

Hearts are wounded raw, struck and beaten with words.

We turn to time--flying away into it and taking cover from the storm.

When we think enough time has passed, and when we think we're older now and we have grown, we step out with brave feet. We walk the path toward each other and exchange a few words, only to find that time has been a band-aid and the wounds have been scabbed over.

Quickly, we retreat back into the caves of time.

The reality that just because I am older now and still the pain remains, makes me realize that healing only comes from Him. 

I trust there is purpose in it all, and I remember that only God knows what is best. Just because we think we should be ready, doesn't mean we are.

Wounds are deeper than the surface and as they become older they sometimes grow even deeper, though sometimes they heal completely.

I can only hope that there is purpose in growing older and the pain still remaining, at least for now. 

Though it appears as though there will never be true healing--relationships restored as though never broken--I know His promises are true.

Someday when I'm even older, this side of Heaven or not, there will be wounds no more.

STOP.

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