"Who told you that?" Genesis 3:11
It wasn't enough for HIM to FREE me, to REDEEM me from the lies that stole my ability to just grieve, to just cry, to just miss, to pour out the sorrow that has piled up in my soul. No, HE had even more healing for me to receive, to feel, to experience, to live out, to thrive through. Another level, a new layer, of sorrow, sadness, agony, and the deepest pain buried within me is being released.
When I wrote manager last week, I thought the only thing I was managing was my grief for my son. Well, that is until two nights ago when a moment, an unexpected conversation with D brought out the deepest pain that I've never spoken to anyone, not even my therapist. Not in all the years, all the therapy offices of which I've poured my heart out have I ever spoken about what I endured, what was done to me starting at age 2.5 years old. Where I was still a baby girl, who didn't have agency to make my own decisions, and I was at the mercy of the people who were put in charge of caring and nurturing of me.
Without warning the hardest deepest pain began to pour from my eyes, as my chest felt so heavy. I struggled to breathe through the sobs, as all the years of abuse that I endured at the hands of the person put in charge of raising me. The horror's that I experienced and endured, the pain and agony that at age 4 I couldn't even cry. I couldn't cry out, as I realized no one was going to come to save me. I was alone, this was it, and it was all I could do to just survive.
D sat silently next to me handing me tissues, listening as the details that I had kept hidden, buried so deeply poured out of me. It was as those I was standing under a waterfall of tears, only it was me I was the waterfall. The tears were releasing 46 years of traumatic events that occurred almost daily for me. Lies buried, that kept me locked in a prison unable to escape, instead I became acquainted with my chains, I welcomed the security of knowing the boundaries of gagged tears, pain that what was once so sharp, became dull, and familiar, to where I just learned to accept it would always be apart of me.
The LIE- the blanket statement that I've made many times over the past decade or so of my life. "I was raised by a pedophile from the time I was 4 until I was 15." That's it, that's all I would say. Just like I would say, "Hi my name's Heather and my favorite color is blue." Just typing that out, I feel HIM pull me even closer still. I hear HIS voice, "Precious Dear Heart, I never intended for you to just swallow your tears, to manage the worlds perception of how well you managed your pain. I never asked you to just live with it or just get over it. I never asked you to minimize your pain, so who told you that?"
This was the question that awakened me from slumber this morning. That while waking up singing "I know my REDEEMER lives." I knew HE was doing something new, but I was still unpacking what it was that HE was wanting me to know, to understand, so that I would be able to TRUST HIM. HIS DAILY TEACHINGS today is bringing me back to the beginning where my agency was stolen, and in order for me to survive I had to learn to swallow my tears, thus becoming a waterfall. Pain and tears swallowed because releasing them, talking about it would be too much for anyone to hear about, much less do anything about. Afterall during the time of the hardest most intense moments of abuse I was in counseling for other matters of abuse from age 2.5. Even in the context of a counselor's office, someone who was supposed to be "trained" to SEE, well I was hidden in plain site. In the few times where tears fell from my eyes, I quickly masked them under the guise of anger, about something trivial. As to not being attention to the hell on earth that I was enduring, and merely surviving.
"You weren't called to Manage Hell in your life, HE assigned you to confront it"
Joanna Beck
This quote really spoke to the current battle I find myself in. If I am being honest, I am quite tired. I am worn out from crying since last month. This month of October is truly kicking my butt. The missing of my son has increased, and the pain of losing him is rising to the surface, as more milestones of what should have been, but aren't assault my mama heart. I'm also watching each of his siblings miss him and grieve him in their own way. As well as his daddy, who misses his little dude so very much. This next week on Tuesday will be the Threshold of 12 years of living without Seth. 12 years of clinging to HIS garment, holding tight to HIS HOLY PROMISES. and experiencing HIS STEADFAST FAITHFULNESS to me and for me.
For the past 5 years of my life, HE has begun to release the waterfall of pain that I have buried as to not offend anyone with the amount of pain inflicted upon me. Part of releasing my pain has been learning what spiritual warfare actually looks like. Confronting the lies that have oppressed me from a very tender age. Lies that have wrecked me, playing as a broken record that caused me to take on more that I could possibly bear. Lies that told me it was all my fault, and all my responsibility. Lies that kept me imprisoned, paralyzed in thinking I was too much, yet not enough. Lies that kept me from receiving the LORDS love that is just.for.me. Lies that have been silenced by HIS TRUTH, that I have released the emotions attached to each wound that HE has brought to the surface for me to release to HIM. The pain, that I've buried, not only for child loss, but all for the loss of my own childhood.
HE is REDEEMING ALL that has been stolen. Thankfully not all at one, because well HE is indeed merciful to NOT inflict that amount of heartwork upon me all at once. Rather tenderly, gently, compassionately, because of HIS DEEP INTENTIONAL, UNCONDITONAL, ENDLESS, EVERLASTING LOVE for me. HE has poured HIS strength into me to understand why I am wearing HIS ARMOR, why HE is having me release my own self armor to HIM, so that I am prepared to fight as HIS warrior daughter, as I know I am a daughter to THE KING. I know WHO I am, because I TRUST WHOSE I am.
I am continuing to BE SET FREE, to BE FREE, to STAY FREE.... ALL FOR HIS GLORY
Precious Dear Ones,
HE SEES you, HE knows you, you are HIS, a daughter, a son, to THE KING. HE has amazing plans for your life. Plans to restore, renew, redeem, and refine you. To give you beauty for your ashes. So that you will be able to testify that it has only been because of HIM that you been kept alive. That only through JESUS because of JESUS you've endured, you've fought, and you've survived. May you know that you were created for so much more than just a mere surviving existence. May you allow HIM to search and know your heart, for you to surrender ALL to HIM. To bring you to a point where you can say, "LORD JESUS whatever that is in me, that is NOT from you, take it out of me." Should today find you with tears pouring from your eyes, as managing your pain the way you always have isn't working anymore, may you know that you too are a waterfall meant to pour out, to release the pain buried so deep within. Dear Ones, HIS plan for you is deeply personal and is just.for.you. May today be the day you ask HIM to come into your heart and allow HIM to begin a good work within you. May it be that if you have already asked HIM to come into your heart, may you experience HIS goodness as you SEE HIS SOVEREIGN and MIGHTY hand at work within you and your life. May today be the day where you begin to heal from what has been done to you, may you experience HIS tender, gentle, and compassionate love that is just.for.you. May you TRUST HIM, even with your anger, as HE can take it, all of it. ALL of your questions, worries, doubts, and even your fears. HE knows, and HE has a plan to help you through ALL of it.
ALL FOR HIS GLORY
With so much love, compassion, empathy and understanding,
Your Sister in CHRIST JESUS,
~Heather