It is a hard thing to commit to healing.
I remember when my husband handed me a book on healing my broken heart. I had no intentions of reading it and it sat on my bookshelf unread.
Later in my valley season the same happened with the Boundaries book. I was encouraged to read it but I just wasn’t ready. For two years I’d walk by it without even opening it.
Isn’t it amazing that we seem deaf at times to our own deep heart needs?
Continuing in healing is as hard as beginning in healing. The enemy wants you bound forever. When we’re bound we are unable to fulfill the mantle over our life.
Honestly, many leaders are just as bound as those they lead. When we’re unable to self-examine or allow others to speak into harmful behaviors in our lives, we will continue patterns that leave destruction to ourselves and those around us.
We will likely also blame everyone else when we do have the power in Jesus to overcome but we simply stay the victim.
I’ve learned that you’ll have to want it bad enough. Then, you’ll be ready.
Healing looks like taking your life back.
Healing looks like being confident in who Jesus has called you to be.
Healing looks like the authority of Jesus being used correctly.
Healing looks like pain turning to purpose.
Healing looks like a flower in bloom.
Petal by petal the water of life causes a flourishing and health and life are given in abundance.
Healing is empowering in the biblical sense rather than in the abusive sense.
I have the honor of watching flowers in bloom weekly. Many hearts committed to a hard healing season. Yet, their roots start going deep and that precious river of life infuses them with abundant life and power in Christ.
From dehydrated and dying, to fruitful and full bloom.
Healing looks like a desert at first but then suddenly buds begin to break forth and you’ll find yourself unexpectedly singing again.
Healing.
Stay with it. It’s a life or death matter.
Isaiah 35:1-2
The wilderness and the wasteland (desert) shall be glad for them, And the desert shall rejoice and blossom as the rose; It shall blossom abundantly and rejoice, Even with joy and singing.
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