Saturday, February 9, 2013

Healing the wounds of yesterday





I decided after my last post to take a step back and take a break from blogging to process my 
thoughts.
God has directed my focus inward in ways I am only beginning to understand. 


To help you understand the purpose of this post I am going to share with you a glimpse into my personal life and past…….
If you have been following my blog at all and you read the post about my mom’s car accident, you might have been able to piece together that she is an addict.
Her addiction really got out of control in my teenage years, but she always struggled with some sort of addiction since she was a young teenager.

 I am only beginning to understand how growing up in an addicted/dysfunctional home has affected me as an adult.

I have always fought against addiction/alcoholism being a family addiction.
  I wasn’t the one with the problem, she was!  
 But guess what I am learning?  

It really is a family addiction, darn it.  

If you are following my posts you will recall the one I wrote about living in the deep.  

Well I am still there and I am learning why Jesus has called me there with Him…….
To break free of this nasty generational sin and to know what it is like to live free of it.

It isn’t easy; in fact when the anxiety sets in, and my feelings are triggered it is one of the worst feelings and I freeze. 

 All logic goes out the window and I panic.  

I revert back to the little girl inside that is crying out for HELP!

I will share more with you eventually, but right now I feel I have to sit with Him and slowly begin to let these past wounds heal.


Fast forward to now….

This past Thursday as I was driving home by myself I was in deep thought about some childhood memories.   

These memories that I am slowly beginning to work through are the not so fun ones. 

As I was questioning God on some of these past hurts and areas in my life that I never wished for or wanted, I was starting to feel a lot of emotions building up.   
The anxiety was creeping its way back in and I was starting to feel like I just might be losing control.

 I wanted nothing more than to cry, but I couldn’t.  

It just wouldn’t come out.

 It’s hard feeling emotions right now, because a lot of them are bridging back to my childhood.

In that moment I realized I was still listening to my daughters Veggie Tales CD (don’t make fun; there are lots of great songs on there).  
 In all honesty I wasn’t even tuned in with the music until that moment. 
 Right then I thought, “what am I listening to this for!!”

So I turned on the radio.

Let me just say, God had me right where He needed me in that very moment.

The song on the radio was this.

David Crowder Band
Never Let Go

When clouds veil sun
and disaster comes
Oh, my soul

Oh, my soul
When waters rise
And hope takes flight
Oh, my soul
Oh, my soul
Oh, my soul

Ever faithful
Ever true
You I know
You never let go
You never let go
You never let go
You never let go

When clouds brought rain
And disaster came
Oh, my soul
Oh, my soul
When waters rose
And hope had flown
Oh, my soul
Oh, my soul
Oh, my soul

Oh, my soul
Overflows
Oh, what love, oh, what love
Oh, my soul
Fills hope
Perfect love that never lets go

Oh, what love, oh, what love
Oh, what love, oh, what love
In joy and pain
In sun and rain
You’re the same
Oh, You never let go

 


In that very moment I felt God speaking right into my hurt.

He never let go Nicole

He never let go of you

He was with me in the darkest moments then and He is with me now, walking me through them so I can finally heal.

I really felt Him telling me, “Stop doubting me Nicole, I am here and I am not letting go.  Don’t be afraid to let these wounds heal.  It’s going to be scary for you but I am here, and I am NOT LETTING GO OF YOU MY CHILD. 

When I say child, I literally mean child, He isn’t just holding me as an adult, He is also holding onto the little girl that is grieving inside of me.

It was such a release all I could do was weep. 

As the day was ending and my husband and I were lying in bed, He decided to share a song with me that he had heard on his way to work.

It was really random that he would share this type of song with me.  I didn’t think to much into it at first until I began to listen to the words.

As I began to listen to the song I recognized it.

But this time it took on such a new meaning.  Right then God spoke to me in the same way He spoke to me earlier in my drive home.

He was reminding me of His great power in all of the mess I am processing and feeling right now.



Plum

"Need You Now (How Many Times)"

Well, everybody's got a story to tell
And everybody's got a wound to be healed
I want to believe there's beauty here
'Cause oh, I get so tired of holding on
I can't let go, I can't move on
I want to believe there's meaning here

How many times have you heard me cry out
"God please take this"?
How many times have you given me strength to
just keep breathing?
Oh I need you
God, I need you now.

Standing on a road I didn't plan
Wondering how I got to where I am
I'm trying to hear that still small voice
I'm trying to hear above the noise

How many times have you heard me cry out
"God please take this"?
How many times have you given me strength to
just keep breathing?
Oh I need you
God, I need you now.

Though I walk,
Though I walk through the shadows
And I, I am so afraid
Please stay, please stay right beside me
With every single step I take

How many times have you heard me cry out?
And how many times have you given me strength?

How many times have you heard me cry out
"God please take this"?
How many times have you given me strength to
just keep breathing?
Oh I need you
God, I need you now.

I need you now
oh I need you
God, I need you now.
I need you now
I need you now 



Oh how I need Him, especially on the days when the pain is deep and He is giving me the strength to just keep breathing…….


I wanted to share this day with you.
 Often I feel God speaking to me through music.  He gently reminds me of His truth and I am so thankful for that.

Healing is hard. 
OK very hard

What I am reminded of from this day is that there is freedom when we allow ourselves to peel back the band aid that has been so tightly wrapped around our deepest wounds, and we allow Jesus to breathe truth and light into the wound so we can experience true healing.

There might be a scar depending on how deep the wound is, but it doesn’t have to be a bad thing.  

The scar can be a reminder that He walked us through it and we no longer have to live back there. 

We can learn what it feels like to live for today.

He loves you with an everlasting love.  He is always with you even when it really hurts and you feel like you are out of control and are struggling to make sense of it all.

 I can tell you it isn’t easy, for me it is very scary at times, but there is healing and that is what He keeps reminding me.


Romans 8:35-39

(NIV)

 Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword?  As it is written:
“For your sake we face death all day long;
    we are considered as sheep to be slaughtered.”
  No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers,  neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.