Tears streamed down my eyes as I sat on my bed, smearing the ink in my quiet time journal.
The more I read about God's love for me, the more I cried. I knew it couldn’t possibly be true.
God’s Word was supposed to comfort me, not mock me. How could it tell the truth about everything else but lie about that one point?
I threw my Bible across the room. It slammed into closet door and fell to the floor. Then I collapsed onto my bed, sobbing. (Not my most faith-filled moment, but a very raw one...)
You see, my Christian
walk at that time was very insecure – dealing/NOT dealing with decades of unhealed trauma, always low-key waiting for God to figure out his mistake in saving me and “take it back.”
A big part of healing from my childhood trauma was taking a deep dive into the Scriptures to really understand the depth of God's love. Once I finally accepted God’s radical, unconditional, immeasurable love for me, it changed everything.
I went from focusing my walk with God on myself (Am I good enough? Am I doing enough?) to focusing on HIM.
What about you?
Have you ever felt unloved? Unlovable? Caught a glimpse of your God-given purpose and thought, “Who me? Surely you’re wrong. I could never do THAT!”
Truly grasping your God-given worth draws you closer to God. Fills you with gratitude. Equips you to confidently follow him wherever he leads you.
