This word is submitted by Robert Lillington (Rlillingtons@aol.com)

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                         The Wounds You Bear

I have rescued you for a destiny far greater than you can imagine. Your 
wounds are the very stones from which My house and purposes are built. 
The clear images you remember of hurt, disappointment, embarrassment and 
failure are the soil in which My strength grows. Have you not heard, My 
grace is sufficient for thee; for my strength is made perfect in weakness. 

There is power, great power in placing your wounds under My care, for I 
am the Great Physician. I specialize in healing your wounds. I come that 
you might have life in all its fullness and this includes you in all your 
strengths and particularly in your weaknesses. Do not consider that your 
deep wounds are ugly in My sight. They are beautiful for they bring you 
near to Me. Your wounds are like Mine. We can talk together of our war 
wounds and the comradeship in battle. Let Me be your friend in battle, let 
me be your healer, let Me be your refuge. Allow Me to empower you in your 
weakness, for when you are weak, then you are made strong. I have chosen 
the weak things of this world to confound the things which are mighty. 
My strength is made perfect in your weakness.

And so, my friend, My dearly loved one, you, My dear child. Take time to 
draw close to me and the wounds you bear will take on a whole new meaning. 
They will begin to shine in My presence. Consider yourself worthy to have 
suffered, for I have never abandoned you. In fact, I delight in you always. 
So, my dearly loved one, lift up those tired arms and quicken the pace of 
your feet for the time is coming and is now at hand when I will raise up a 
mighty army from amongst My wounded ones.