In Child of Mine (at
sweetlybrokengirl.blogspot.com), I wrote all about my insecurities and fears
and about how they affected my relationships with people and with God. But the thing is, I know that my story isn’t
any different from so many other people’s stories. Many, many of us come from broken, hurting
pasts. And so we all carry around scars
and defense mechanisms, and we have walls that we put up for
self-protection. Walls that keep people
and God an arm’s length away.
I’m sure that the answer for “why” laid deep in her past somewhere. And if she could pinpoint it, she might be able to realize that she herself is not some unexplainable, worthless, irrational mess. She developed these tendencies because her past created a damaging self-view. And instead of allowing herself to accept God’s love and forgiveness as gifts, she remained a prisoner of her past and her self-view.
22. If I could yell something about myself from the mountaintops or if I wrote a sign to wear around my neck which contained everything I wish others knew about me, things that I wish I could tell others but don’t, what would it say? (Tell all this to God. He will listen and He cares.)