Cuts

Recently I missed a step and collided with some pavement ground; which, if you have never experienced, hurts.

One of my friends immediately laughed. Another friend said, "Well that is a teachable moment." What is the proper reaction? I am not sure. I did laugh quite a bit, too. Each friend's reaction was appropriate. I definitely learned a lesson; pain teaches. As I observe my lacerations they remind me to be more careful when I walk, bike, and run. Yet, this is not merely a physical lesson.

When I fall it hurts. Sin hurts. Cuts hurt. Blood symbolizes when a vessel is broken. Sin is symbolized by broken relationships. I have taken my falls of late, mostly spiritual ones. I have seen relationships break like glass. It has made me question what sins have occurred? I know I have sins in my life that have hurt relationships.

After I picked myself off the concrete pavement I cleaned myself up. I used soap, water, and bandages. When I sin I also must cleanse myself in confession and change in actions. This has been a trying practice, but a worthy one.

Time heals. My body will heal in time and hopefully my friendships will heal in time.