I have had the tremendous pleasure (said sarcastically) of dealing with a nasty boil. It started off as a little thing and then grew into about an inch in diameter.

I made the awful mistake of ignoring it. I don’t know what I was thinking. I should have been on it the moment I finally came to realize what it was.  It was not going away on it’s own.

Over the years, I have prided myself in not being squeamish. As a young girl, I wanted to be a nurse. The sight of blood and other icky stuff did not bother me. Quick to roll up my sleeves, I met any real emergencies with maturity and a sense of know how doing what needed to be done. But that was then, not now. The older I get, the more squeamish I become. At this stage in my life, I believe I would have never made a good nurse.

Being a diabetic, there are things, one should know. Like skin eruptions. They are not to be taken lightly. Denial is not a river in Egypt, but a lot of us live day to day in states of denial. We pretend to ourselves things do not exist, we tell our selves if we ignore something, it will just go away. But they do not.

For instance, that awful boil. My husband told me to get to the doctor in a day or so if it had not gotten better. I didn’t even want to hear that much and my insides were screaming, “Just go away!” to both him and the boil.

I made the mistake of going to youtube to see if I could find a natural cure for it. Instead, the first things I saw were these hideous disgusting boils being lanced. Uh uh, not going there, I told myself. I shut down youtube real fast. And la la la, went about my merry way.

By the next day it had gotten bigger. So I went back online to see if I could find an ointment or something to bring the putrid little fellow to a head. I read Vick’s sav was good, so hubby went out and got me some. I put it on and bandaged it and la la la once again went about my merry way, thinking to myself it would all be over soon.

Got up the next morning and the thing had gotten bigger and redder! At this point I started to panic a little bit, invisioning the horrible procedure of having to have it lanced. Finally, after realizing my denial was not going to make it magically disappear, I began to pray. I prayed I would not see a red streak running across to my heart. That would mean blood poisoning. I went back online again to see if there was different ointment and there was. For anyone who suffers with boils, it is called Ichthammol Ointment and it works. Stinks to high heaven, but it works.

I once again cleansed the area, used the ointment and bandaged. Twice a day. The next morning I got up and it had burst. I was glad to see it had, but now came the sickening job of dealing with it. The sight of it made me wretch, making me weak in my knees and had to go eat a little something just to have the strength to deal with it while trying to pretend the thing did not exist !

Later as I was dressing it, the thoughts came to me, how many other kinds of pus do we have lying dormant in us that is waiting for the chance to come to the surface and burst all over the place.  We ignore these infectious putrid little things in hopes they will just go away. Things like resentment, bitterness, unforgiveness, etc. can grow into one heck of a boil if not immediatedly given attention. If we do not deal with the little things when they start to invade our thoughts, we can expect the following to follow:

Now the works of the flesh are evident, which are: adultery, fornication, uncleanness, lewdness, idolatry, sorcery, hatred, contentions, jealousies, outbursts of wrath, selfish ambitions, dissensions, heresies, envy, murders, drunkenness, revelries, and the like; of which I tell you beforehand, just as I also told you in time past, that those who practice such things will not inherit the kingdom of God. — Galatians 5:19 -21 —

All of the above start with an unclean thought. Sometimes someone wrongs us or misunderstand us, we dwell on it and it grows from a hurt to something greater. What we should have done was go to the Lord the very instant we had an injustice done to us. But no, we nurse it the best we know how, by running from it, putting our own filthy bandages on it and letting it go from unforgiveness to one of anger, to hate. That is just one example. There are many others.

While we are busy trying to ignore the issues of the heart, the Great Physician is waiting patiently for us to run to Him for First Aid.

… He said to them, “Those who are well have no need of a physician, but those who are sick. I did not come to call the righteous, but sinners, to repentance.” — Mark 2:17 —

The sight of that boil made me sick. So sick, that I did not want anyone to see it or seek help. If this type of infection/thing can look so awful and sicken us, then why are we not as sickened by the things that dwell hidden in the heart? Shouldn’t they make us every bit as grossed out as a common boil? I think so. I believe the difference is the issues of the heart can sometimes be so well hidden, that we can become complacent in dealing with them, and like I with that boil, we just hope they go away. So we continue to run from the very things that have us suffering and in pain, hoping all along no one notices.

But God sees.

…For He knows the secrets of the heart. — Psalm 41:21 —

The Lord knows the thoughts of man, that they are futile. — Psalm 94:11 —

What are we to do? I know you know. Just as I know. But, I did not deal with that boil until I was forced to. This is not the way. We deal with it, not by hiding and letting the things fester and grow. We run to the Friend of our Soul. Though others may not understand, He always understands. Though others may forsake us, He will never leave us. With Jesus, there is never anything to be embarrassed about. He not only sees us at our very worst, but He understand the whys and hows we got to a certain place. He just wants us to come to Him and let Him cleanse and bind the wounds.

So without wanting to gross you out, I ask, got pus in your life? Then run, run right now to the very One who sees and knows. He is the One who brings true healing. His desire for you is complete freedom in all things.

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