Sometimes we need to acknowledge the pain we have experienced.
Sometimes we need to give ourselves permission to grieve.
But never should we stay in the place of darkness that accompanies pain and grief.
I say this with deep compassion. I know grief. I know pain. I know my past and I know the scars I have.
But I also know that unless I make the decision to cross over the sea of fear that presses against me I will never be able to step into a life that remembers the past but does not bring it with me.
So, my dear friends, I implore you. Do not stay in the darkness. Do not linger there. Yes, acknowledge your pain; let your grieving arise but then give it to Jesus for in him is the only relief. In him is the truth of who you are. In him are the answers you seek.
It’s time to move on.
Say goodbye to that which has held you bound and imprisoned you and then, when you’ve crossed over, do as Miriam did and dance and worship before God, the one who sets us free.
Christmas. A wonderful time of celebration for Christians and many others who desire to connect with loved ones and support one another as we head into a new year. But sometimes the simple process of ‘getting together’ can be stressful at best and seriously debilitating at worst.
Let’s start at the beginning…
The reality is that we (and I mean all of us) are capable of being influenced by negative triggers… and we are all equally capable of being the person who sends out the trigger. No one is immune to this as we all attempt to try and be helpful, caring, interested, supportive and loving. We just get it a bit messed up sometimes.
It’s just 33 days until Christmas and I have a love-hate relationship with the holiday: on the one hand, I feel excited, especially as this year my husband and I are going to be grandparents in a few days. (EEEEK!)
But on the other hand, I feel anxious, worried about being able to be happy and feel connected with my loved ones despite being part of a very loving and caring family. And I am not alone. The holiday season has a habit of conjuring up complex emotions and the more people I speak with, the more I find that many have this paradoxical rollercoaster at holiday time.