I hurt my back (again) this week. I am officially feeling my age as I speed quickly towards 40. I have hurt my lower back a couple times in the past three years, but this is the first time that I have strained my upper back. A muscle that runs between my spine and my right shoulder blade decided to be angry with me on Monday, and it has been Advil and heating pads and Voltaren ever since.
As I woke up stiff and sore this morning after having felt better last night going to bed, the reality that healing is often cyclical rather than linear was very apparent. I wish that the process of healing for my back was quick and relatively painless, but it isn’t. My back feels better at certain times during the day, and it really hurts at other times. It comes and goes.
Healing from the injuries of life is like that too. Too often we want to think of our healing from emotional, social, or spiritual wounds as logical and linear. The healing journey looks a lot more like a wandering path through a forest than a straight highway. I was frustrated this morning at the pain that was making it difficult to move, making it difficult for me to do what I usually do. Healing is taking longer than I want. As if I was able to dictate the healing process.
I find myself wanting to dictate my emotional healing as well. I want to be on the far side of the healing process. Healing is hard and painful and it can sometimes feel worse than the initial injury. The emotional healing process seems to reach much deeper and further than just the primary injury, pulling up issues from the past, former hurts that we think have been healed over, but really aren’t. Healing is hard.
But it’s oh so worth it. I know that the pain in my back will subside. I will be able to get back to my regular life routines, with a healthy respect for what my body can and cannot do. There is rich life on the other side of healing, with greater wisdom and understanding. It’s worth doing what I know will promote healing– eating well, stretching, taking vitamins, hot baths– even if I constantly want to be further along in the healing process.
I don’t know what you’re healing from; I only know some of what I’m healing from. I often pray for the Holy Spirit to heal those wounds that I am not even aware of, the ones that my subconscious has suppressed, and I trust that the Spirit will do so. As you sit with whatever injury continues to impact your life– be it physical, spiritual, social, or emotional– I pray that you will know that you are not alone in your healing process. There are many walking wounded, but healing is possible. It may just take longer than you’d like.

These are some things I have learned about healing:
- Listen to your body. Your body will let you know when you are stressed or out of sorts. Learn to keep close tabs with yourself. Trust yourself. Your body wants what’s best for you. She is a faithful friend.
- Self-care is not optional. I have learned this over Covid. As a Type A/Extrovert/Enneagram 1, I am constantly trying to be better and do better. My summers are filled with lists of To Dos. I have learned that rest is a spiritual discipline, and that by allowing myself margin and time to care for myself, I am able to function better in my professional life and within my relationships.
- Healing usually takes much longer than we’d like. Make peace with that fact. It will help you engage with the healing journey rather than wish for it to be over already. There is much to learn from the process.






