ROOTED RENEGADE

Sometimes in our lives we go through things that we would rather forget than to keep reliving over and over and over again in our minds. We begin to heal from them and the memories start to fade until one day you get smacked in the face from them and God tells you that it’s time. In your mind you freak out as part of you is afraid of what that means because during your healing process He has taken you on a path of ups and downs where your limits have been tested to the max but not because He has wanted to hurt you but because He is strengthening you for the days to come. You cringe just a little as you know it’s gonna hurt to write about it, it’s gonna hurt to go over it in your mind much less on paper, every little detail coming out just like it was happening real time…but then again that is the beauty of healing. It is like a deep cleansing of the soul. Taking a fine tooth comb to every crevice and getting all the gunk out so there is no more dirt hiding or going out in the garden and pulling every weed from its root so that it never grows back again. Is it easy? Absolutely not! Never should anyone act like it is an easy process because it is painful, sometimes down right nasty but every bit necessary. The only way we can overcome our past, let go of the pain that has gripped our lives, is to go through the grueling process of healing.
For me that is all in writing about it, sharing my story, every little minute detail that sometimes I may feel is insignificant or doesn’t matter. God feels every bit of our stories are important because somewhere out there is someone who needs to hear it. Someone needs healing just as bad as we do, they need to know how to “Let go and let GOD” or how to let the tears fall when they start instead of choking them back each time the mist clouds their eyes. Somewhere someone is hurting just like us and who are we to hold it all inside instead of helping someone else? Did Jesus not die on the cross so we could be free? Did he not get beaten and bruised so we didn’t have to carry guilt and shame our whole lives? Or was that just some story in a fictional book like some so called educated scholars like to say it is?
For me it is a truth that I do my best to live by everyday because part of my healing process comes from “Letting go and letting GOD”, letting Him take the wheel of my life and showing me the path I need to walk to be a new creation. I know my Papa died so I could be free and not live in the condemnation of my sins and my past and what others did to me. Healing doesn’t mean we forget, it means we forgive, it means we learn to live life without holding grudges against those who hurt us, we make amends for our actions and then forgive ourselves, and we let go. We stop holding onto the past and stop living it. We live in the here and now and enjoy life on life’s terms being fully present in what our Heavenly Father has given us.
This is just a start in the journey of healing…

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