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Showing posts with label hope. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hope. Show all posts

Thursday, May 10, 2012

GROWING PAINS

I went to church tonight and what was the sermon? All about "growing pains". How is it that God always knows just what to speak to my poor heart?

I believe God is working on fixing my broken heart. He has to start way down where I have kept all my secret hurts and expose them to His love. I've spoken in earlier posts about feeling worthless. In with that is an enormous amount of shame. It's not easy to air them out. I grieve for how those feelings got there, and how I haven't yet let go of them. In an odd way, worthlessness and shame are like old, worn-out shoes. They don't fit and aren't good to walk in anymore, but I can remember a time when they were comfortable. There is still a certain sentimental attachment.
There's nothing wrong with old feelings. Everyone has them, certainly anyone who has ever been hurt emotionally in the past. Such is life. The tricky thing is to know when to throw them out. That's what I struggle with the most. I KNOW there's no point in going over and over past regrets and recriminations. In my head I do. In my heart, it's a whole different story. Part of my heart is still as tender as an innocent child's. 
That's OK too. I hope that I will keep a wondrous and open spot somewhere in my heart, where I can see the world freely and joyfully. The trouble comes in the transition between child and adult. As a child, I couldn't heal all the hurts, because I didn't have the tools. As an adult, I didn't BELIEVE I had the power within to heal. The biggest obstacle for me has been accepting the responsibility of the adult. There is a choice to be made; stay in the past and wither, or fight through the pain and flourish.
Remember that old movie, "Sybil", starring Joanne Woodward and Sally Field? Sally played a young girl, Sybil; who came to a psychiatrist, played by Woodward, because she had long unexplained gaps in her memory. It was discovered over time that she had multiple personalities, each having been created to cope with childhood abuse. In one of the most memorable scenes; Joanne has Sybil in a park sitting on a blanket.  She guides Sybil through a meditation where she reconciles herself with each personality, as she "sees" each child, and welcomes them into her complete self.
That scene is a powerful illustration of the type of healing necessary in broken hearts. Maybe if I can think of that kind of process, it will help in the journey to becoming whole.


"Cast all your anxiety on Him because He cares for you."
1 Peter 5, NIV



I pray that I can surrender all of my hurts and struggles to God, and let Him direct me to the right path.

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Thursday, April 19, 2012

HOPE

 
There's always got to be hope. Without it, what is the point?

Children give me HOPE. I love to watch them play and hear them talk. In their own world, everything makes sense. Nothing daunts their spirit when they are joyful. Their purity and innocence sometimes render me speechless. A child's smile feeds my heart.




Prayer gives me HOPE. I need something outside of myself, that I can call on when I have no answers, can't see any answers, and are frustrated by answers I don't want. GOD is my refuge. I read some scripture and usually post it on Facebook. If it's a church day, I always hear something that goes straight to my soul and sets me right again. The fellowship we share is so important. When I go to bed, I listen to a daily Bible reading on my iPhone. I need hope so desperately, because, without it, I may as well be dead.




Outreach gives me HOPE. When I help someone, I am reminded that there are other people in the world struggling with issues besides me. Depression is so insular, I can be inside my head and lose perspective so easily. It feels good to practice empathy. It feels good to get the focus off of ME. I get tired of feeling sorry for myself.



My children give me HOPE. I love them so much and am so proud of the fine adults they have become. When I'm with them, I am reminded that they are the two things in my life that have given me the most joy.  I need to remember that, when I'm thinking that I have never done anything good with my life. There is nothing within my power that I wouldn't do for them.


Kristie and Kevin
Victoria and Kelly
























My beautiful grandchildren give me the most HOPE of all.

Victoria

Katherine


Xavier
 
HOPE IS FOOD FOR THE SOUL.


"Be strong, and let your heart take courage, All you who hope in the LORD."
Psalms 31:24     NAS 


 

For more information on depressive illnesses:

University Hospitals
Mood Disorders Program
10524 Euclid Ave
Cleveland, OH 44106

(216) 844-2400