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Jack Nicolson put it brilliantly in the road-trip scene from the 1999 movie As Good As It Gets: Not everyone has a terrible story to get over. Some people have great stories, beautiful stories that take place in parks with friends and noodle salad. Good times, noodle salad. Just no one in this car.
If you're overwhelmed today or need help facing a painful yesterday, you're in the right place. You matter to God. It (whatever it is), matters to God. But no one can make that discovery for you. I'm here to comfort, inspire, and even challenge you along the way. Lessons learned throughout my toughest years of healing were never just for me. God had you in mind as well. You are why The Medicine Place exist.
Wendy J. Saxton
If a life can be a book, I open mine to you. Read my story, and experience the power of God in your own.
is Wendy's story for me?
Own Your Feelings, or Your Feelings Will Own You
Hi ladies! On my way home from work the other day, I thanked God for all that He's done in my heart and realized that regardless of the circumstances that wound me, when I go to Him with an honest heart, tell Him how I really feel (no matter the intensity of the emotion), and then spend some quiet time with Him; healing always comes. Always. Sometimes quickly, other times slowly. But always and with freedom.
Isaiah 61: 1 tells us that Christ came to bind up the broken-hearted and set captives free. He cares about your today.
When I began confessing how I felt about a past betrayal, Christ comforted me. And in the midst of comforting me, I became aware of my destructive reactions to the betrayal. I didn't like what I saw. Yes, it was only natural for righteous anger to follow the betrayal, but my anger was not confessed and quickly turned into something unrighteous: I expressed my pain by screaming at my children, who did nothing to hurt me. Make sense?
When I came clean (got honest with) God. He cleansed me. That's when healing really began, and my feet were firmly placed on the road to freedom. Freedom from feelings that were expressed at all the wrong times, with all the wrong people, in all the wrong places.
Take some time today and ask yourself: How do I really feel about [fill in the blank], and do those feelings own me? If yes, consider telling God. He knows anyway. He's waiting to heal you, beautiful you. But He will wait for an invitation--the idea of that is healing in and of itself. Christ will never bully you.
Published on Saturday, July 17, 2010 @ 10:03 AM CDT
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