Whenever I find myself saying, "Haven't I been through enough", I hear the gentle, loving, yet humorous response of, "You're right. You have indeed, been through enough. So tell me, why are you again dwelling on all of your pain, when you could be living here, in this present moment?"
I breathe a sigh of relief and take a moment to let go of the past again. For the past no longer exists, and the pain in it has already served a divine purpose. So in this moment, I choose yet again, not to let the past have power over me.
It shall no longer make me feel afraid; it shall no longer make me feel abandoned. As I let it all go, I release the worries, the anxieties and the misgivings that arise from feeling unsafe. And in doing so, I am starting to become my very own super-hero.
All along my tangled and gnarly, twisted and winding, dark and barren road, I was and had always been the hero I was waiting for. I was the knight in shining armor sent to rescue myself. For I already held the light, I already had the knowledge and even the tools I needed to bushwhack my way to the promised summit. To the promised safety, comfort, and warmth of the love and light and peace of God's embrace. I always knew the way home. I always knew the way home.
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