Walking away....

I was driving down the road a few weeks back and seen a boy riding his bike on the sidewalk. As I came close to him he just completely wiped out! I can't tell you how it happened even though I was looking right at him (due to my fear of kids darting in front of me while I am driving....) one second he was riding and on top of the world the next blink of an eye he was laying on the sidewalk. I stopped and asked him if he was okay and he jumps up, gets back on the bike a little embarrassed but seemingly okay then respond with, "Yeah I am fine." I kinda laughed as I drove away, thinking to myself "I guess if you can walk away from it, your not hurt to bad." I stopped laughing immediately after that thought because I remembered how just the day before my own son had a bicycle wreck. He rode his bike down what the kids call, "Devil's Hill" .
(I won't even go into it, I don't understand why a person would even THINK about riding a bike down a hill with that name)

Prepare yourself....ready? HE WRECKED! Can you believe that?! Who would have thought?!

He comes home with his NEW jeans ripped beyond the wearing point, his knee was just awful looking dirt and embedded rocks, bloody and I could see it all....THROUGH THE HOLES IN HIS NEW JEANS....
He limps up to the shower, cleans up and we put some ointment and a bandage over it. I asked him of course all my mom question, (I didn't know I was such a "mom") what happened, where, what did you do, how did you get home? He tells me he was embarrassed over the wreck and didn't want the rest of the guys to know how much he hurt so he "walked away", and rode his bike home.
And I wondered if maybe the boy I seen wreck really might be hurt but was to embarrassed like my own son, to ask for help.

As I thought of those two bike wrecks a small voice said, "That's you. You think if you can get up and walk away from a wreck in your life that you must be okay. You tell yourself it wasn't a big deal just a small wreck that you will be fine and yet here you are years, months, days later and the wounds have become scars that sometimes without warning are ripped away by the smallest scratch or bump or another one of Life's wrecks."

 We walk away from Life's "wrecks. We think, if I can walk away, I'm not hurt, yet as time passes we realize something isn't right.
Memories of that "wreck" haunt us, emotions overwhelm, we have pain when we never realized we were hurt. What we thought was a simple scratch turns out to be a deep stabbing wound.
At times we know we are hurt but, don't want to be thought of as petty or immature so we keep that hurt to ourselves.
We are to embarrassed to admit we dumbly trusted somebody who told us "You go down Devil's Hill first then we will follow." And to embarrassed to admit we were hurt while doing so.
  Some of Life's wrecks,we know right away  hurt us deeply, yet also know it is best to walk away from them and mend those hurts in a safe place.

I guess my life lesson from two teenagers was this,"Just because you can walk away doesn't mean you aren't hurt no matter if you know your hurt and are hiding it, or you don't realize what happened till later."
As for a solution and an answer on how to heal those hurts....all I can give you is what you already know.What I firmly believe, what I know to be true ;)

Psalm 142:2

³ He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.

 Natalie Grant "The Real Me"