To whom I have hurt, I say sorry. Sorry that I am too hurt, too ashamed, too proud inside to open up these wounds so that they might someday heal. In my weak state, I allow a bit of scab to continue to placate my loathsome feelings inside. No healing just the slightest appearance of getting better. So much pain hiding under façades of distraction, job, kids, busy beaver doings, relationships, frozen smiles.
To whom I have hurt, I say I am hurting. And if you will see my pain and take my hand we can cross over that bridge to healing.
The LORD is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit. (Psalm 34:18, NIV)
So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand. (Isaiah 41:10, NIV)
"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you." (Jeremiah 29:11-12, NIV)
And I will pray the Father, and he shall give you another Comforter, that he may abide with you for ever; (John 14:16, KJV)
(Jesus said) "And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age." (Matthew 28:20, NIV)
Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the LORD your God will be with you wherever you go. (Joshua 1:9, NIV)