Joelle is addicted to band-aids. Seriously. She thinks it heals any ailment she has had the misfortune to come in contact with.
A teeny-tiny-hard-to-see-with-the-naked-eye scratch. A bump from stubbing her toe. A hang-nail. An invisible mark from being barely touched from Malia. A non-existant bruise from an apparant fall. And of course the relevant scrapes from falling off her bike.
You name it -- a band-aid is what gets requested.
"Mom...can I have a band-aid?"
"Dad...I have an owie, can I get a band-aid?"
"Mom..I need another band-aid."
We try to tell her that a band-aid only needs to get used when she actually has an owie that is bleeding. That a band-aid doesn't really help a stubbed toe or a bruised knee. But that doesn't matter to her (and quite honestly, it's not worth the fight -- so we go through A LOT of band-aids in this house...) and once she applies the band-aid to her oh-so-painful-owie, she is immediately good to go and scampers off to continue what she was doing before the "incident" ocurred.
To her, a band-aid is the cure-all solution. It instantly relieves any pain or discomfort that she was feeling (genuine, or made-up). She relies on this product to provide her with much-needed healing power. She feels instant comfort. She feels safe and ready to continue on her journey of being a kid.
Does this remind you of anything? Can you draw any parallels to this story? Here's a clue: the band-aid is Jesus.
How often do I immediately run to Jesus for healing power? Other people may think that what I'm struggling with is a teeny-tiny-hard-to-see-with-the-naked-eye problem, or that it's an imaginary "bruise." Or that if it's not "bleeding" (a huge, major life-shattering situation) I don't need to go to Jesus for support and healing.
How wrong is that?
Going to Jesus may not completely heal whatever "ailment" is plaguing me -- but immediately after asking Him to wrap His arms around my weary soul -- just like Joelle after immediately applying the band-aid -- I am filled with a sense of healing. Of comfort. I now can go on and face the rest of my day. I can continue on in my journey.
That's the healing power of a band-aid.