Joni Earekson Tada, while swimming as a teenager, was paralyzed as the result of a diving accident. Feeling completely hopeless and alone she cried out to God… “God if you are not going to allow me to die than teach me how to live.” Many of us will not face physical paralysis as in the case of Joni, yet countless ones will suffer from emotional paralyzing wounds that are unseen to mortal eyes.
Joni’s prayer has become the cry of my heart: Lord, teach me how to bloom when the sorrows of this world cause me to wither. Oswald Chambers hits the nail on the head when he describes his idea of a person finding their completeness only when learning true fellowship and oneness with God.
Time spent with my Heavenly Daddy has become a precious and vital part of my healing. It is during that time when my thinking is realigned with God’s and I am reminded who I belong to. I once again start to see myself through the eyes of Christ rather than the foggy spectacles of rejection, reigniting the thoughts that I am loved instead of unlovable.
My outcome is a choice I make, a decision I have complete control over! Do I live as an overcomer filling my mind with the truth of who I am, or do I stay trapped as a victim of betrayal? I desire to not just survive in this world but to thrive, knowing I am loved and courageous with Christ.