If God wouldn’t have found me as a little girl, I wouldn’t be where or who I am today. The struggle has been tremendous to walk on with such a scathed, torched past.
When I cling to this great big God who walks with me and talks with me, I can see the light at the end of the tunnel.
If I continuously focus on other people, I’m dead in the water. Don’t get me wrong, I have focused on other people for the majority of my life! And, I have been “dead in the water” for much of my time here.
You could find a smile on my face, but the inner turmoil raged.
I stayed in an abusive marriage for almost 18 years. I had this misguided belief that it was my job to save him.
“I wonder where that misguided believe came from,” I never said.
I know exactly where it came from – my mother and my father. All their children were bequeathed to their every whim. Serving them was the full-time rule of their house. If you didn’t serve them, you received complete and utter rejection.
I’m so thankful for that rejection today.
My eyes are now wide open! I can look at the future and smile. Maybe for the first time in a really long time, I feel a strong future is ahead for me and my family.
When you want to fall down and give up, try to let go and let God. It’s not a cliché, it’s the truth.
When you feel like your abuser’s voice is stronger, don’t believe them. When you feel like your past cannot be talked about, stay true to your story and use your mouth as a tool, a tool that can help walk you into freedom.
He hasn’t failed me yet and I know He never will. He is worthy of your trust.