I wrote this blog three years ago, and, once again…I wanted to post it on here because it’s actually a big part of my testimony. This time in my life is probably when I grew the most in a short amount of time.
Over this past year, there has been a constant storm going on inside of me. I had been in a serious relationship (yes, I know…) and I had to end it. Of course it ended very badly, and while I was over the person I wasn’t over the situation. It still hurt deeply to look back. It’s so hard to watch something you held so close just deteriorate before your eyes, and feel completely helpless. I tried so hard to fix a shattered relationship and all it did was make things worse. I just wanted him to understand how he hurt me and why I did what I did, but no matter how hard I tried to beat it into his head, he just couldn’t.
There comes a time when we have to stop seeing people for who we want them to be, and start seeing them for who they really are. We can’t make someone understand, we can’t make someone care. We have choices to make, and sometimes that choice is having to let somebody go. So you have to choose a path you don’t necessarily want to take, but it’s the path God is calling you down. Sometimes those choices hurt people, and no matter how hard you try you will look like the bad guy, because the other person just won’t understand why you did it. And that’s just something you have to deal with. You can’t always make everyone happy. God calls you to do something, and it is for the best, even if it doesn’t seem that way at the time. It may hurt for awhile but God sees the bigger picture, so while you may know what you want…God knows what you NEED, and only He can truly guide you.
I also learned that I have been hurt a lot by people in the past, and I have been letting that hold me back from having real relationships with other people. I’ve realized that I don’t want to be that way anymore. I had been knocked down on the ground and for too long I just lay there, fully capable of standing back up but choosing not to. The whole time I thought I was afraid of standing up because I thought I was just going to get knocked over again, but that wasn’t it. I was in a hole, so deeply rooted in my pain and heartache and I didn’t want to be pulled out because after so long I was comfortable there. I think that’s the problem with many people. We prefer staying sad because we just don’t want to get over some things, all for different reasons. There were times when I tried to climb out of the hole myself, but of course I was unsuccessful because I’m just not strong enough. I remember thinking to myself so often “You’re such a failure, you’re not strong. You can’t do this.” And I truly believed that. I was a failure. I moped around feeling sorry for myself for months. Even when I finally got over him, the heartache over the whole situation remained.
The truth is, my heart was shattered, and God had been standing there the whole time with his hands open, waiting for me to hand it over to Him so He could make it new again. Make it His. But I just wouldn’t. I couldn’t, no matter how much I wanted to. I prayed but of course nothing happened because no matter how hard I prayed, deep down I wasn’t willing to let go. God was speaking to me but I was so wrapped up in myself I wasn’t hearing Him. Over the next year I grew closer to God, and slowly started to let it go, very slowly. But I was still not free from this because part of me was still holding onto the sorrow. I think I was afraid to be happy, I don’t know why though. I found happiness in Christ, of course, but no matter how happy I was there was still this deep sorrow in my heart.
I slowly became more aware of my flaws, of the pain I wouldn’t let go of. I thought about it a lot, prayed about it, I read “Captivating”, and it was amazing and taught me so much about letting go of pain, but I was still unable to apply it. My heart was still not free. Tuesday night I was sitting in Bible study, listening to the lecture. I should have been paying attention but thoughts just started swirling around my head. I thought about how pitiful I had been, still holding on to this heartache and letting that control my life. Letting that dictate how I viewed people. Not trusting anyone and not letting anyone in because of it. And I randomly just decided…I’m not gonna live this way anymore. I don’t want to hold this in, I want to let go…so finally…I did. I don’t want to be the girl with a lot of issues, I want to be better than the worst thing that ever happened to me. I am ready to move on to the wonderful things I know God has planned for me. Those walls that were so firmly intact around me are now slowly being taken down. I don’t want to be afraid anymore. I realized that we can’t get over some things because there is something inside of us not letting them go. And as long as our hands are full, holding on to certain things in our life, our hands aren’t free and open for God to hand us over newer, better things. We can either choose to let go and receive the blessings God is waiting to give us, or we can hold on dearly to something that is no longer there. Either way, the choice is ours. It took me about a year, but I know God was waiting until I was ready.
And now I can finally say with full confidence that my heart is free. It’s in God’s hands and from now on I will trust Him and let Him decide who comes in. And also I have learned that I’m not strong, and that’s okay. God doesn’t call us to be strong, He calls us to draw on Him for the strength we so desperately need. I know all this doesn’t mean that my life will be pain free, pain is necessary because it helps us grow; and God knows I still have much growing to do. I know there will always be storms ahead, that’s just how life is, but as for now the storm going on inside of me for so long has cleared, and I am soaking up the sunlight, finally.
“I run in the path of your commands, for you have set my heart free” – Psalm 119:32

