Don’t Give Up!

Sometimes I find myself amazed, not in just things and people around me, but in myself. With you not knowing me and many really do not, I have come a long way.

ED9BB722-F0B6-40C9-A2F7-885A662507D6Depression can wipe anyone out and while I knew I was in depression, I did not realize just how bad. Hanging on by a thread for years due to life situations, a dead marriage, other areas and at times a bad hair day.

So many times through those years, my mind screaming, ‘please help me’ to those around me, mostly my church family although that meant opening up and being vulnerable. My screams remained within and I continued on with life draining from me slowly. The Bible story of those holding up Moses’ arms is what I needed. I had no strength on my own in any area, just enough to work and come home and repeat like a wash cycle.

Exodus 17 “Moses became weary, and so Aaron and Hur responded by holding up his arms until the Israelites were able to finally defeat the Amalekites.”

Realizing, I needed someone that I could trust and talk to, was when I did my research for months and prayerfully sought out a Christian Counselor. That was almost five years now. Had it not been, I do not know where I would be today.

4305C053-1C2E-477E-A0C6-3F21D27FBD68While I spent many years with her, and that being many, long and hard sessions, it was worth it all. At times, some sessions were like a breath of fresh air but many were down right in the trench digging through the muck of my life and situations where I did not want to continue and just give up and die. Apparently, I did not give up nor did I die. I believe without a doubt that the Lord led me to her and in those four years, we covered a lot of ground.

Now I am seeing others to take me to my next level. I want more in life so I will continue to pursue just that. Just this week, there was a change in me and I recognized it with open arms. I have changed. I am not the same person, as before. I could not help but smile and feel happy, like another breath of fresh air entered in me. Welcomed.

Struggling with depression is not easy. Sure I will have some down or blah days still, we all will, but nothing like before. This breath of fresh air did not come overnight. Many times, fighting like a cat in a paper bag, it felt like.3C674A4B-4030-49DA-A35A-5750739EF3EA

If you are dealing with depression, take one day at a time. Take care of you in all areas (emotionally, physically, mentally and spiritually). Open up with a trusted friend or find yourself a counselor. Most importantly, take care of yourself spiritually, find a Bible believing church and worship the Lord.  He knows your name and He knows where you are.

You are worth fighting for, remember that!

I Am Worthy

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It has taken me years to get that in my thick skull to understand and feel I am worthy. I am sure I have wrote about this before, at some point.

At times regretting it took so long to get here but on the other hand, a relief that I am finally here. I am ME. The Lord knew me before I was even born, He had plans for me and what I was to face in life, never leaving me but loving me, just as I am.

25C9C74C-4032-4844-912D-F00358AAFA33So many times, I looked to others for my worth waiting for a compliment or to know they cared in some, small way or the hugs I craved. When received, my hope and worth in life became alive and joyful. Somebody cares for me. Sadly, short lived. The memories of that moment of high feeling that may last for days, comes down to trying to conjure up the memory or that same, sweet feeling and hearing words said directly to me. While I can remember, it is not the same. Sadness overcomes my soul for I need another fix. Somebody please tell me you care for me, hug me please as my mind is screaming, pat my arm so I can feel that touch again and burn it in my memory, I am desperate for connection.

I would never share those thoughts or words with anyone, always knowing I was desiring and screaming on the inside. In hopes one day, I would be loved by somebody and find my worth.

Thankfully, I had a counselor that heard the cries within and speaking of them with her, I no longer had to carry them alone. The Lord truly knew my heartache and allowed her to intervene. To share them brought embarrassment and shame but brought healing each time.

0917CC9A-78AD-4BC9-9154-22ED5C8E3B30The cage I was in of desperately wanting love and worth of others can only come from the Lord.  Releasing others from their attention and love that I required and hungered for only comes in small doses but receiving at times sometimes unexpectedly is so much sweeter.

I know without a doubt that joy, my sense of love, feeling special and worthiness is all from the Lord.554B51EB-EC85-4756-89E0-6041796A6FB7

When I don’t feel and know that within, my attention has wavered to people, not God. I always knew that deep down, but I thought it was easier to get and receive from those I can see and touch.

His Love is forever and ever.  It is where my love is focused upon that determines the outcome.

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A Changing Heart

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As I drove toward church, with extra time, I went out of my way knowing the traffic from the earlier service would be chaotic due to a recent addition made so I drove around.  Time being available but also in hopes of passing someone that I had not seen for months.

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As I began to worship and realize that the Lord knows the hurt and grief within, I know He loves me, is healing broken pieces within me and has a plan for me.  He will not let this pain go to waste.

95CEFA90-2892-4F8B-83F6-46B49994BC3FIt was then when I felt light hearted and a refreshing come over me.  It was when I put my eyes, my thoughts and worship toward Him. I could feel joy.

To walk in heavy hearted and to leave light hearted, just within that time period was evidence and knowledge enough to know I am (we are) to look to Him and praise Him.   Acknowledge Him continuously in our daily lives, not just in church.  EDD028E1-1AED-4A58-89F9-3D7F31DF8F6B

People will let us down over and over, disappointments come and things in life just happens but perhaps and many times to push us toward Him.  A lesson learned and repeated but worth it.

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Consider the Source

There are some people in our lives that have a way of rubbing us the wrong way.  Please tell me that I am not the only one.

F15562F9-6F12-419A-9F93-6B4F5AF89DD4While this one person, just today, and in all places, at church felt it was her duty to make a point visually and verbally state that my hair was too short.

Actually, I was having a good hair day, so I thought.  Nothing like being put down within five minutes of arriving a church.

The thought of just leaving as that took a bit to counteract the lack of self-confidence that I lack in at times and then to find a mirror or glass to view my head and apparent short hair to her.

I did not leave and continued to work the welcome desk, I pulled my little mirror out and I still thought it look nice.

What would possess her to do this to me?   Holding her hand up in a scissor sign although I thought first it was holding her hand up as in a gun up to her head.   Then asking her if all was okay and there it was, her comment making sure I knew of her dislike of my hair and the haircut. Stating it was too short for her liking and telling me so yet again.   I could have made a comment but I just looked at her and gave her a real big shoulder shrug with facial expression of who cares.  I was shocked I did that. 80FC76B5-B8AD-4CA8-8D78-067BA7BEFE6A

I went on about my business and enjoyed the church service.  Sitting there, I realized she was just a distraction to cause me to dwell on her negative comment.   I saw it as it was, just that.   I chose to not dwell but consider the source and brush it off.  Realizing, consider the source.

Many months ago, we had a situation between us, which could be a whole other writing, but afterward she pulled me to the side to ask for forgiveness and then turned right around and accused me of something out of the blue and definitely incorrect.  What?   What is this woman’s deal?  I realized that day that our ties were to be broken and today was just a reminder.

The old saying that still rings true… if you don’t have anything good to say, don’t say anything at all.

On the flip side, if you see something nice or pretty whether a person, thing, an act of kindness, etc., I encourage you to say so.

People are always open to heartfelt, honest compliments and need them.  We all need them.

* Encouragement not Discouragement *

It was just interesting today how I could have dug a hole with her comment, leave church and not hear the sermon, which was awesome and encouraging because of her rude statement.2AD2AFC8-045E-4AFD-B38A-0BE69C605782

My counselor would have been so proud of how I bounced back.  I was proud of myself.

There are some people that you avoid and sadly some are in the church.  I’ve got her number but I will continue to go forward in my worship and serving the Lord and not allow her to be a distraction.

Whether it’s me or it’s you in such a situation, keep your eyes upon the Lord.  Beware of the distractions.

He knows, He hears and He sees all.

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Left Untold

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The untold story will wreck havoc on a family so in denial.  Where to even begin.  Is it a book that is written in annomity or by fact?

Kind of reminds me of the book, The Help.  You know the characters but you have to surmise and wonder.

That’s where I am.  Where to begin.  I have bits and pieces all around me in notes, actual chapters of how and what went down but putting them all together and tying it together, is yet another thing.

We can all write a book probably and I sometimes think why would I want to add another to the shelves that are way more popular and exquisite than mine would be.  Still, I have an untold story that just may bring hope to another.  Or at least add to some juicy gossip.

Who knows what will transpire but if it is meant to be, it will.

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Words Within

Walking tonight with my earbuds in listening to a Christian radio station, as I do when walking alone, I am also alone in my thoughts and prayers.   So many of the songs, I could have written myself.  Of course, the thought, why didn’t I write that song, as I could be rich crosses my mind but I continue walking remembering all the heartache, the sadness, loneliness and on and on.  1C04A543-34CC-47BE-8F04-3281E986845F  The words are within in my heart but not on paper.  Oh how He knows my name, how He lifts me up and will never let me down.  If we take time, I bet each of us can write a song of the test and trials we have each gone through.  Thankfully the music artists have done just that so we can listen to and feel deep within.  Hope is knowing we are not alone and through each song, somebody experienced pain to get there. Realize you have words within.  While they may not make the billboard or any further than your thoughts, they are your words and the Lord hears and understands them.