Something tells me that you were created for so much more than self-inflicted pain.
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The pendulum between catastrophe and optimism
Overcome with hopelessness and shame, I nervously paced each room of my empty house. The only thing louder than the desolate silence were the thoughts that came across my mind.
Finish Strong- Day 4
Simply stated…. You need to forgive yourself for any participation in the creation, or maintaining, of your current circumstances. 🙏
The day when I had to choose between God and the girl
I was aware of her traumatic childhood. I was also aware of how it had impacted her life. Her father was extremely abusive to her mother and to the family. In fact, she bore a small scar near her eye from a brick that her father had flung at her when she was little. Her experiences caused her to be abrasive in her interactions at times. She could be distrusting of people and it took a while to gain her trust.
Although it is completely impossible for you to change your past…. Your future is greatly dependent on you. • Stop holding on to past hurts and mistakes. • Choose to live in, and embrace, the new life that God gives. • You are not your failures… You are who God says you are…. You areContinue reading “Forgive yourself”
How I overcame anger, disgust, and self-hatred
Feelings can be used as a launching pad that sends you on a pathway towards redemption, restoration, and change. However, if not dealt with, feelings can hold you prisoner to the things you hate most.
I forgave myself
When I reached the top of the climb, I took a moment to view the scenery and admire God’s creation. As I took a deep breathe, I made a decision to forgive myself.
Don’t you dare try to tell me how to feel! (pt. 2)
For quite some time, my emotional health could be compared to a bottle of soda-pop that had been violently shaken and was waiting to surprise any person who dared to open it. In turn, my emotional pain began to manifest in other ways.
Disappointment with God: my journey from bitterness toward grace
The thought that people didn’t care about us was constantly reinforced by the actions of others. My heart became like a broken bone that never set properly. It stopped working correctly and healed around bitterness, instead of forgiveness.