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Throughout my life, I could not understand why anyone would put up with certain things that I now would define as abuse. It simply made no sense to me. And then, the light bulb moment happened.
It's interesting "if that is the correct verb" but hard to explain how one can love someone who's abusive, be it, family or friend. Or how someone could stay with an abusive spouse, partner, whatever the case. But now, I get it! That was a sad but humbling time in my life.
The day I had the light bulb moment was a few years ago now, it took me a while to digest the reality of my life. I was told by a good friend "whom I adopted as a sister" that she has seen a few women around my age going through menopause who decide not to put up with being miss treated anymore, that possibly could have helped the light bulb moment. None the less, I had it.
I have never wanted to be placed in the category of being a statistic, so I am going to take this situation moving forward to help others while helping myself.
The healing process that will break me away from the inner turmoil residing in me and heal me so I will be whole begins with my relationship with my Father God, His Spirit and Jesus finished work on the cross.
I know what it's like to feel the sweet presence of His peace in my life, and the arms of His strength surrounding me. However, having been raised a preachers kid, my dad was taught under the hellfire and brimstone doctrine, therefore, that is the doctrine I grew up in.
I was taught going to movies, wearing makeup and ear piercings among other things were all sin and I would go to hell for them. He knew no better.
About eight years ago I needed to find out who God was for myself. I no longer would just take what was preached or what an elder said as Gospel truth, I needed to see it in the Bible for myself and let God talk to me Himself. I needed to know for myself, I needed to hear from God for me which meant reading the Bible, praying and letting God talk to me, instead of just believing what others told me He said. I am teachable, but I also have learned to use wisdom and discernment.
So, how do I allow this process? The only way I know is through giving it all to God, prayer, and His word. Please note, this is not fictional, this is actually the process I'm going through and the way I'm getting there. This is my life! For Real.
I know I need to forgive myself for decisions made that affected my life and those around me. And I need to forgive and release others from any wrong done to me.
I was talking with a couple of my kids about these blogs which led to another conversation. As I left the conversation on the way to my next destination, I cried and prayed. I told God "I don't want to cry anymore, I don't want to hurt anymore, I want to be healed". I want to be open about the past if needed, but without the tears and my heart hurting.
I was reminded of a play the church I attended years ago used to put on concerning the places Jesus shed His blood which led me to a scripture and a quote from that scripture that say's " The spear was thrust through Jesus side, showing that He died from a broken heart, to heal my broken heart.
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Blessings!
Tammie