Thursday, March 21, 2013
The further that I am removed from my previous abusive situation, the more that I come to understand the absolute necessity of healing. As so many often do, I felt that my deliverance from the abusive relationship would be enough. I figured that I would need a little time to work through some issues, but since I was already a Christian, I concluded that healing was most likely taking place or already done. Being gone was my freedom and all I needed…so I thought.
I have been wrong many times in my life, but I don’t think it has ever been to the great degree that I experienced with this crazy assumption!! I had escaped!! Should that have not lifted the load of weight upon me? In some ways I might be able to say yes. It did lift a load, but not the load. Wasn’t getting out with my life more than enough? Again, affirmative only to an extent. I was alive, but I was not living. Wasn’t I free from the oppression cast upon me? Absolutely! Nevertheless, the bondage that I was still under kept me in walls of captivity of a different sort.