Healing

"I coudn't heal her. It wasn't my job. And I never thought she would heal"

This is a quote from William Paul Young, the author of the Shack, about his extramarital affair, referring to his wife. He had begun the process of facing his junk and telling his wife about his progress, and she said "yeah whatever".

The thing is, this is what I keep expecting to happen. I keep trying to get my husband to be responsible for my healing. Even though I know that he can't do it, in my head. In my heart, or my emotions, or whatever, I keep expecting him to do it.

He can't heal me.

Only my Jesus can heal my battle wounds.