We all have or have had spiritual wounds. The question is: what are they?
Some are obvious, from such matters as having an abortion, or childhood assault; they can come from lack of love and a broken home. Divorce. They come from rejection. Many are not very obvious. In those instances, you need to pray: “Come Holy Spirit, help me to see myself as You see me — and love myself as You love me. Blessed Mother, help me to see myself as You see me — and love myself as you love me.”
Some wounds are small — little abrasions or swellings. Some come from our families. Some are passed down. Some are gaping. Others are burns.
When they are not tended to, they infect or scab over; if they are not closed properly, there is a scar. Spirits can attach or “hook into” them, as with any weakness, for a wound is a breach in the spirit — an entrance.
It is the Spirit of Truth that reveals our hidden hurts and hindrances, and so truth must we seek in all circumstances.
Notes a wise little book called Healing, which we are endeavoring to make available, “We all want to be happy; we all want to be loved; we all want to be free. All those desires are written in the very heart of man; they’re our deepest and most profound aspirations.
“But you don’t need to be told that something [in our society] is really wrong. Really wrong. It’s obvious from even the most casual glance at our society today.
“Instead of happiness, we see so much existential misery, unhappiness, and lives of quiet desperation. Instead of love, we see loneliness, abandonment, and emptiness. Instead of freedom, we see bondage to vices and sin, and distress and turmoil over the exploding social chaos.
“And the pain and emptiness visible in so many eyes; the unhappy faces; the agitations and bustling about; the broken marriages and shattered families; the perversions and hypersexualization of our society; the unreasonable anger and violence; the popular music and forms of entertainment; the drugs and drunkenness; the dark, ugly clothing; the tattoos and piercings; the empty wombs; the empty seminaries; the empty cloisters; the empty pews — are all just visible signs of the inner emptiness and unhappiness, of the living wreckage of so many lives meant for happiness, love, and freedom.”
The pain and emptiness come from those inner “wounds,” which are often so hidden. Only when we locate and heal such wounds — emotional, psychological, spiritual — are we truly free. The route to healing is simple: ask Jesus and the Blessed Mother in a very persistent way to put salve on what ails us, to stitch open flesh, to love us where in our lives we were or are not loved. Let us repeat the prayer: “Come Holy Spirit, help me to see myself as You see me — and love myself as You love me. Blessed Mother, help me to see myself as You see me — and love myself as you love me.”
This love, flowing in prayer, heals us like balm, and the degree that it does is the degree of true happiness that we will discover.
[resources: The God of Healing]