Up since 3 a.m., because my mind and spirit are spinning with hurt from past wounds inflicted by people I love and trusted. People I expected to treat me like a priority instead of an option.
Like a broken record, I kept replaying the offenses I suffered at their hands because it made the wall I built around myself feel valid and necessary.
Don't get me wrong, emotional and mental hurt is real and people can be unbelievably cruel, negligent, and inconsiderate.
But holding onto the evidence of your pain only leaves you weighed down, angry, and depressed.
It eats away, like a cankerworm, at the beauty of your days while they flourish stress free.
Your unforgiveness will not hold them accountable or make them change.
That's God's job.
Our job is to allow God to prove that He is far greater than what hurt us so deeply.
The Bible says:
“Let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which doth so easily beset us, and let us run with patience the race that is set before us.”
Hebrews 12:1
Our race is our purpose — our Nehemiah 8:10 joy.
And the joy of the Lord is our strength.
Even now, as I write this, I feel my strength in the Lord rising up strong enough to overturn the enemy's verdict of defeat.
I let my pain and disappointment go.
I let God guide me into peace.
I move forward.
I am undefeated through Christ who strengthens me.
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