There is one last story I would like to share before beginning the 2011 wrap up. It’s the story that I was trying to run away from when I launched this blog at the start of this year however, this blog has inadvertently documented the journey I’ve had to take to really find freedom from the past. I hope that in telling this story, it will symbolically be buried and there will be no need for it to be mentioned again (except in the context of lessons learnt and for the purposes of encouraging others working through past hurts and pain).
So here it goes…
Last night I had a long chat with someone who was struggling to let go of their past so they could step with confidence into a new relationship that is full of Godly possibilities and potential.
This is not an easy thing to do because when we get saved, we don’t automatically develop a case of amnesia. Our past did happen, we remember what we have done, what was done to us, and we form defense mechanisms to protect ourselves from being hurt again.
In order to let go of the past and move on we must undergo a process of transformation by daily renewing our mind with the word of God.
There is no easy way.
There are no shortcuts.
Denial does not work.
Hiding does not work.
Running does not work.
Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
And what if a thousand sleepless nights
Are what it takes to know You’re near
What if my greatest disappointments
Or the achings of this life
Is the revealing of a greater thirst this world can’t satisfy
And what if trials of this life
The rain, the storms, the hardest nights
Are Your mercies in disguise
– Laura Story “Blessings”
(found via Leeleegirl)
All the pain just brought me closer to You. Thank you – for it all.
The unfailing love of the Lord never ends. By his mercies we have been kept from complete destruction. Great is his faithfulness, his mercies begin afresh each day.
– Lamentations 3:22-23
- At least it’s the weekend and I’m not missing class
- At least my left foot is working fine
- At least I have a loving father who cancelled his appointments to take me to the doctor :)
- At least my hands are fine
- At least I had the time to listen to a podcast that gave me the courage to take another step in the letting go process
- At least I had a bed I could rest in
- At least I’ve been reminded of the gift of health
The last point made me think of The Church and about how each Christian is a part of the body of Christ. When one part of the body is hurt, the whole body suffers and can’t function properly. We are all unique just as each part of the physical body is unique and has a special part to play. We need to appreciate each other, know that we all have a different purpose and work together in harmony… just like each part of the body.