We are all
fingers crossed and abounding hope here that tomorrow will be a snow day. My
company let us go home at 1:00 today and I’m glad they did because it’s looking
sketchy-er and sketchy-er out there. I hate it when we reach freezing temps
here. The roads become slip and slides. My Oldsmobile does not double for a
snowmobile nicely. It’s frankly a little rude about it. Mrs. Olds gets fishy in
the hinder-parts. Scary stuff let me tell you…My usual 20 min drive home took
me about 55 white knuckle minutes today but I made it. Then I braved the storm
again because we were out of celery and carrots. I’m seriously craving some down
home warm-y goodness. It’s almost done. Mmmmm…
There has been
the threat of a snow storm out here for a couple of days. Yesterday I had this
text war with wubs.
Wubs: Oh look, snow!
Listen to my little song…J
Me: Hugh??
Wubs: Try now
Me: LOL…I love u!!
Me: Still laughing…who’s
Willy?
*Imagine a picture of Willy the co-worker here who looks a lot like Si
Robertson from Duck Dynasty beard and all.
Wubs: Willy…L
Me: Does Willy need
to be freed?? LOLOLOLOL J
Wubs: No, I do!
And now we have this and it’s supposed to be just beginning.
I’ll believe it when I see it…but would absolutely LOVE a
day off tomorrow.
Here’s my bowl of down home warm-y goodness:
I had the bones of a Costco Rotisserie Chicken in my fridge
for such a moment as this…chicken and rice home-made soup…it was worth the trip
for carrots and celery…yum!!
I have listened
to the podcast I posted in my last post three more times since I posted it…Today,
something really struck me when his wife was speaking.
“Even when I would look in the mirror, all
I would see is this person that was full of shame. I would look in the mirror
and I wouldn’t see anything other than this girl, this woman that was shameful.
I would look and see everything and I would hear all the voices telling me what
I was. I realized the shame covered up the reasons why I had
it and then it became really hard to figure out why I had it. And so you just
start on this journey, and everybody’s journey’s really different so your
journey wouldn’t be the same as my journey but you have to get on that journey
you have to realize and find out why you have shame and that usually involves
addressing the pain which is never a fun thing but you know what? You gotta go
through it…”
I think it struck
me today because last night I had a bit of a melt down when something came
across my face-book page that brought me right back to a time and place that I
felt more like a less-than than ever before in my life. I just started crying
with big alligator tears because I knew that God was wanting to put His finger
on these areas but it was soooo extremely painful…I seriously don’t want to go
there at all ever, but I know that if I don’t I will never be fully who He is
calling me to be.
Wubs stood over
me asking what I was thinking that was making me cry…he gave me space and time but I know him and I
knew he wouldn’t stop pressing until he knew what was going on with me. He’s
kind of brutally persistent like that. I’m glad he is. It got me past the pain,
and forced me to verbalize what I was experiencing. Then he just held my hand
until we both fell asleep. We went to bed early but I get warn out when God is
working so deeply in me…this will definitely be a journey. But I am so ready to
be free from shame.
I’ve had this song on repeat, repeat, repeat…My hope is
securely found in only one place…
If you struggle with less than feelings, with any kind of
shame, let Him into those areas. It will be painful but I have hope it will be
worth it.
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