“Blast Lung Injury (BLI) is a direct consequence of a blast wave from a high-explosive detonation striking the body and is a major cause of morbidity and mortality both at the scene and among initial survivors.” (www.medscape.com)
We see it on the evening news, in movies and on crime TV shows. An explosion rips through a bakery, church or bank, leaving a mangled pile of broken bodies, twisted metal and smoking rubble in its wake.
Wincing at the death toll, we exhale a smidgeon of relief when we hear of survivors.
“They’re lucky,” we smile, pushing away the tragedy and moving on to the next scene.
But too often, the death toll will continue to rise over the coming days, with violence thieving those we counted as safe. While some may appear unscathed, the unseen tissue and organ damage is simply too severe to heal.
“As an explosive shockwave passes through the body, it dissipates energy causing tissue damage.” (https://academic.oup.com)
This, to me, seems disturbingly similar to those of us who survive an emotional shockwave, seemingly unharmed.
Maybe others can’t see it, but you’re dying inside.
Please let me reassure by saying you’re not alone. Were you to reach out to others who have had the same type of emotional or mental injury, you’d realize many are feeling the same type of suffocating pain.
Another aspect of your agony is the fact that others, primarily the enemy of your soul, Satan, are out to destroy you. As life gets angrier, darker and more desperate, survival gets more challenging.
That’s why those of us who have survived what I’ve dubbed “EBI,” or “Emotional Blast Injuries,” have to band together. Outside of God Himself, if we are to survive this spiritual winter, huddling together for warmth may be our only hope.
I’m praying for you because I love you. I may not know you personally, but the Lord has brought you to this particular writing for a reason. He whispers in the most gentle of breezes…
“You can make it.”
God speaks through the most colorful of sunrises…
“Life is both tragic and triumphant, agonizing and amazing, bitter and beautiful. Don’t give up on it.”
Someday the time will come for you to lay your pain at the feet of Jesus, never to pick it up again.
Until then, however, you must ENDURE. That is our only choice. Our Creator built us to SURVIVE, not self-destruct.
There’s nothing life can throw at you which you cannot handle, with the help of the Lord and your fellow sufferers.
“When I am afraid, I put my trust in you.” (Psalm 56:3)
“Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.” (John 14:27)
“He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.” (Psalm 147:3)
This agony can only destroy you if you let it!
Never give up, never give in, never surrender.
Blessings.
Broken People 