Giving the Wound to Christ

Brother, if you’ve seen the wound, named the lie, and know the truth in your head—but still feel the weight of it—this is for you.

It’s one thing to recognize the wound. It’s another to give it to Christ and let Him redeem it. But what does that actually look like?

Here’s where it starts:

1. Stop Trying to Fix It Yourself

We’ve spent years trying to prove our masculinity—trying to overcome the wound by being “man enough.” But healing doesn’t come through striving. It comes through surrender.

That means admitting:

“Lord, I can’t fix this. I’ve believed lies about myself for years, and I need You to replace them with truth.”

That alone is hard. Because it means trusting His definition of us more than our own feelings, memories, or past experiences.

2. Bring the Wound Into the Light

Wounds fester in silence. The enemy wants you to keep it locked inside, to believe it’s just your burden to bear. But when you name it before God—when you bring it to a trusted brother, even—something shifts.

When Jesus healed, He often asked, “What do you want Me to do for you?” Not because He didn’t know, but because naming it was part of the healing.

So we bring it into the light:

“Lord, I have believed I am less of a man. I have felt like I don’t belong. I give this to You—show me the truth.”

And then, we listen. We let Him speak into it.

3. Let God Redefine You Through Brotherhood

Christ redeems our wounds, but He often does it through the hands and words of our brothers.

When a brother sees you, challenges you, calls you his equal—not out of pity, but because he sees the man God made you to be—that’s healing in motion.

You don’t become a man by proving yourself. You are a man because God made you one. The more you walk in real covenant, the more that truth sinks in.

4. Walk in the Truth Before You Fully Feel It

Here’s the hard part—choosing to believe what God says about you, even before your emotions catch up.

That means when the old wound whispers, You don’t belong, you answer, That’s a lie. I am a son.

When you feel like you’re on the outside looking in, you step in anyway. When brotherhood feels like something other men get, you stand in it as your birthright.

Truth isn’t a feeling. It’s reality. And when we choose to walk in it, the wounds that once defined us start to fade.

Brother, you don’t have to carry this alone. Christ is already in the work of redeeming it. You just have to give it to Him—again and again, until His truth is more real than the lies ever were.

And He will finish what He started.