Something inside of me was broken.
Over and over, I asked God to heal it, but in my stubbornness I did not submit fully to God. And like a broken bone that is not properly set, God had to break that place again and put things back together correctly.
I was very comfortable in my church and successfully ignored the broken place. God led me through years of painful change, away from everything I had known and loved, to a place where I could have the broken part reset.
When something is going on in my life, it effects my family, my friends, and my church. I had to stay home until God reset my broken place and it healed.
To keep me from falling back into unhealthy patterns, he moved me to a new church. It’s uncomfortable; they like to stretch you; I don’t know many people; and after I grow in one area, they encourage me to go farther and get closer to God.
Each church, and body of believers, had a different purpose in my life. I am grateful that both congregations were willing to slow down, and stop if necessary, to facilitate my healing.
That is what the Hebrews did for Miriam.
Numbers 12:15, “So Miriam was shut outside the camp seven days, and the people did not set out on the march till Miriam was brought in again.” ESV
“Dear Lord, Help me to be aware of the broken and hurting around me. Keep me from hurrying ahead of the pace they require. Help me to show Your grace, mercy, and compassion, just as they showed it to me.”