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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. The lessons I 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
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Tiny Boxes Filled With Pain
"Most of the women in this support group cry every time we meet, and I don't see them healing! If I have to cry to heal, then I'm really in trouble."
That was my usual response to the counselor who insisted that I would have to cry to heal. I couldn't have cried even if I had wanted to. Tears to me, invoked a vulnerability I wasn't ready for. I journaled instead:
Tiny boxes, filled with pain
Clouds of tears, but still no rain
Mystical winds blowing through our souls
God save the children
Too weak to say no.
Poem written in 2003. I have since cried a river of tears in the presence of God, and He was faithful to heal the hurt. My sweet counselor however, only saw me cry twice. If you're in therapy and you can't bring yourself to cry, don't be hard on yourself. Continue therapy, but also spend time alone with God in the privacy of your home. When you begin to believe that God can be trusted with your pain, you'll finally grieve and freedom begins.
If your wondering what you need to do in His presence. My answer is nothing. Sit quietly if you like. Or if you're mad, say you're mad. God is big and He can take it. It's the very presence of God that transforms us. It matters little what kind of mood you're in that day.
"He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, 'He is my refuge and my fortress; my God, in Him I will trust.' Surely He shall deliver you from the snare . . ." (Psalm 91:1-3 NKJV)
Published on Sunday, February 1, 2009 @ 12:16 AM CDT
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