Choosing Shackles: What Happens When We Don't Deal With Pain
Wounds become shackles as they whisper lies in the depths of our minds and souls. The victim of abuse believes, "I am unlovable." A survivor of neglect accepts the lie, "I must be worthless." Beautiful girls violated by evil men look in the mirror and agree with the lie, “I am dirty.” The orphan abandoned believes the lie of rejection and says, "I don't belong."
A wound comes with a lie that when believed becomes a shackle. A shackle worn long enough becomes an identity. Victim.
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“God doesn’t plant desires within our hearts to let them wither and die.” - Holley Gerth
If you received this post in your email today, it’s because I wrestled with this yesterday. If God breathed something into my soul, spoke it to my heart, then he is asking me to bring it into the sunshine, water it, prune it, and whatever else is necessary to keep it alive.