Secrets hold you back from experiencing God’s grace. Are you willing to tell him your pain? He promises to shower you with love and compassion.
God woke me up and said it was time.
Time to let my secrets out. My tears spoke my pain. My husband asked me what was wrong. Could I tell him?
I’m scared, God, so terribly afraid. I’ve kept my secrets safe for so long.
Secrets of shame. Shame hurts. Bad, real bad.
I felt shattered, like a million pieces of glass. My tears unceasing. Help me, God, I am broken and disintegrating.
This pain I forgot I had, this pain I had poured down down down a drain. Now it bubbles up and threatens to swoosh me away. It feels too much for an ocean.
Yet a drop in the hands of our Comforter.
My Pain, Your Pain?
Have you had a similar experience? Out of the blue you felt an intense emotion — anger, sadness, grief — out of proportion with what happened?
For me it began with a 911 call that I made on behalf of my soon-to-be-divorced dad, who had fallen and hit his head. His estranged wife called me and informed me of the fall and then hightailed to work. The EMTs zoomed to my dad’s home, checked him, and left. I had feared a stroke, but he was OKAY.
I wasn’t.
Two weeks later after the phone call, I awoke to the fiercest emotional pain I’ve ever experienced. Ever.
I don’t wish this pain on anyone. Tears, confusion, dark memories, tears.
Now, nearly two decades later, it am thankful God said it was time to let out my secret.
He knew it was time to heal my shame. I am healed of the pain that had shackled me. Praise God.
But if we walk in the light, as he is in the light, we have fellowship with one another, and the blood of Jesus, his Son, purifies us from all sin. 1 John 1:7
Question: Have you sensed God’s desire for your healing? How did you sense it? Please take a moment to share. Thank you.
With Joy Overflowing!
Thank you so much for sharing Lucy. Secrets are so hard to deal with, they eat away at us. I think, for me at least, I push it away for so long, but then it starts to come back in such a way, with such force, that I think it’s God’s way of telling me to look at it, deal with it, or share it. I always try to put it back away first, but it seems like when it is ready to come out, it always persists. Great post!
Someone once told me that for an issue to be dealt with for good it has to be buried died. If it’s buried alive it keeps coming back. This word picture stuck with me. Now I try to deal with issues ASAP.