broken.

so i just got off the phone with my mom who informed me that my dad's hand has been broken for over 6 weeks.  here's the story and the spiritual parallel i see...

my dad had slipped on a dock while on vacation and caught his weight on his hand and it didn't feel quite right after that.  he ignored it for a while, then as the pain continued to increase, he felt the need to see a specialist doctor (the type of doctor that it took 6 weeks to get an appointment to see) . . . well, regardless, he went through all this pain, agony and mild complaining for a LONG time. . . waited it out and went to the doctor he took a look at it, said. "you broke your hand" it healed okay enough on its own, no need to re-break it, but it will take therapy to get it working properly again. . . (and let's be honest he lived in un-nessessary pain)

how often is it that our heart hurts, and we don't know why, so we simply ignore it?  we walk around complaining that something is wrong on the inside, but we don't do anything about it... we don't take the procedures that we should when we sense that brokenness straight off, see had dad gone to get an xray straight away, he would have known the diagnosis, and not been worried that something terrible was wrong with his hand (eg: going to a specialist)... isn't it amazing that we have a Great Physician who knows our every pain, and longs to heal it in His own way... yet, if we don't go to Him with the issue, we will walk around with the hurt, we'll tell ourselves its something worse than it is... we'll continue on and on in this terrible cycle... its true... i know i've been there... and we often have to go through that re-breaking cycle...when we FINALLY humble ourselves and go... (could it be because we were soooo stubbornly proud that we couldn't admit need?)  i think this makes sense, i mean it does to me... when you know something is wrong quit trying to mask it...you'll deal with the pain a lot better, you'll be humbler and healed...