He heals the brokenhearted
and binds up their wounds.
You sit in your physician’s waiting room well past your appointment time, trying to convince yourself that what brought you here isn’t serious—all the while thinking it may be.
Stripped of your bravado, most of your clothes, and all of your dignity, you wait. Nowhere do you feel more vulnerable.
When the doctor steps in, asks questions, and checks vital signs, you hang on to every word and watch every facial expression. He knows what he’s doing—you hope.
Jesus is a healer. He indirectly referred to himself as a physician; a suggestive and comforting image. He knows what he’s doing; knows what’s wrong and how to fix it.
The Great Physician has never
lost a compliant patient.