I’m not sure how I missed posting last week…the week was over before I knew what happened. This post has been jumbling in my mind for two weeks now and I still don’t quite know how to articulate it. Even When It's Hard
This past weekend was uneasy, empowering and encouraging for me. I was able to travel to a place that used to mean fear, shame and anxiety. This is a literal place…not just an emotional one. There is a town that I have avoided for 18 years because of the emotional wounds that it brings to mind…and this weekend, out of spite, out of gumption, out of stubbornness – I decided that God has healed so many of my wounds that I was no longer going to let anything (i.e. fear, shame, anxiety) direct my feet but Him. I dug my heels in (with some tears and trembling before I left) and walked the path that led to redemption. My reward was new and fun memories to overshadow the dark memories. I Still Believe
There are places I have NOT visited and things I have NOT done because of the emotional bondage past abuse has had over me. I know there are many people out there like me that have allowed the past (or present) and it’s emotional wounds to dictate where they go and what they accomplish. Ghosts from their past…emotional and mental specters, hinder the work and life God has for them. On my drive this weekend, God spoke many things of peace, redemption and security IN HIM. One of the phrases that He spoke gave me great insight into the life He desires for me: He said, “the same power that took the sting of death away and set the moon and stars where they should be is the same power within you and for you. It is MY power that will take the sting of past hurts and wounds and set your feet firmly on the path that leads to life not death.” He was for me before, during and after the hurt of my past – He never left or intended for me to be a slave to the evil I endured. (Jeremiah 29:11) He always wanted me to seek Him and live the victory and freedom He suffered and died for on my behalf. All the suffering I have endured is nothing compared to what He endured for me. He alone has the power to give my feet strength to move when the fear tries to set me in concrete shoes…He makes my feet light so I can soar above and reveal His truth of how life was given and lived in the midst of this wrecked world. I can reveal my encouraging and strengthened scars to those around me to reveal the hope, encouragement and love that Christ has done in healing and closing the wounds they bring to mind. The scars will never leave – they may fade, but they are meant to remind me of the life and experiences that Christ has brought me through and strengthened me in. No More Hiding
Galatians 2:20 (NLT) My old self has been crucified with Christ.[a] It is no longer I who live, but Christ lives in me. So I live in this earthly body by trusting in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.