The heaviness does not come from a place of judgment, but rather from a place of empathy. You see…. I know what it’s like to be a prisoner to something that I cannot change.
I sat there on the couch, surrounded by people that I loved and cared about, but at that moment I would have given anything for an excuse to get up and leave.
I have a history of giving into shame. She’s a beast and my natural tendency is to let her have her way without putting up much of a fight. However, in that moment I felt something that I had not felt in a very long time…
… for a brief moment, I experienced the agony that Jesus felt as he carried the weight of our sin to the cross. I felt waves of sadness, heartache, and disappointment… Yet, at the same time I was overtaken by a Tsunami of love…..