June 18, 2020
rushing. rushing. rushing. building, breaking. smoothing, refining. healing. healing. healing.
i spent a week out in nature. hiking, breathing, connecting. connecting. my spirit has been so hungry for something more. for a deep fulfillment. for a fresh wind. it's like i had been so out of touch with myself, the me me, my spirit was crying out, wanting, desperately wanting to see me again. to feel me again. to connect with me again.
so we walked. we talked. we laughed.
God has been walking me through this crazy journey of self-discovery. challenging me to really tap into myself. to enjoy myself. to find the secrets he has placed in me. to find the treasures he's stored in me from the beginning of time.
i have experienced much healing since coming to know Jesus personally. deep deep deep healing. wells that don't run dry kind of love pouring over me. so it's easy to see all the work that God has already done and think that there is no possible way there is more. more healing. more freedom. but to my surprise, the time is right and he reveals another closed door. another secret chamber in the heart. another area of my life cemented shut. cemented shut.
my first thoughts are, "oh no. this sounds like pain. this sounds messy, but okay."
and so he leads me on this journey of letting go. a journey of breaking down the walls and barricades i've had up for many many years. a journey of reconnecting and finding myself again.
i had been lost for so many years. most of my life felt pretty cloudy, directionless, uncertain. until i met Jesus and he started showing me how to navigate with him. how to depend on him. how to enjoy him. how to look ahead and dream with him. he showed me purpose and vision for my life. he's been showing me who i am, who he originally made me to be.
he's been showing me where i shut off. each hurt, each trigger, each situation that the little girl decided to turn off feeling. where she decided to disconnect. where she chose to protect herself. we all face challenges, hurt, pain- but we're not all taught how to navigate through those things. or how to feel in the midst of those things. i've resorted to people pleasing for almost as long as i can remember. dangerous for a little girl. i shut down my emotions, feelings, wants, desires so early in life to make sure other people were happy. add on top of that being teased, bullied, and experiencing trauma. by the time i was in my teens and going into college that self-worth was pretty much depleted.
so the walls went up. and up. and up. and up.
God speaks to me so much through nature. so as i'm at this stunningly gorgeous dam in new zealand on my week of adventuring, i saw this picture of my heart. the inside was like the riverbed before the dam was opened- rocky, kind of empty, kind of dry. beautiful, but broken. unfulfilled. without purpose. and then there's the dam. sturdy, strong, in control. holding up this wall of pressure that is so desperately trying to flood the riverbed- or the broken heart. the water is so many things. God's love, pain, healing, forgiveness, emotion, feeling, memories, future, dreams, plans. i could go on and on. these pressures have been sitting, growing, rising. and it's like even if the waters rise the wall just gets another layer added onto it. more cement, more bricks, more "keep 200m from the riverbed at all times" signs.
when God shows me something it's usually so uncomfortable to then sit in it. like when he shows me the crap i hold onto it's usually a pretty immediate, "oh yeah let's get rid of that yuck." so i've felt the same with this load. like wow i do not want this to be my life. i do not want this to poison my relationships and stop me from receiving all the good things he has for me. which it has been- a blockage. a dam. a wall. in relationships. and fear has been the driver. the navigator for waaaay too long.
i'm so done walking in fear.
so this week of exploration with the Lord i've been like, "Jesus, show me how to open the floodgates. show me how to feel again, because i am conditioned and trained after all these years to shut off, to not feel, to not receive, so i truly don't even know where to begin. but my heart is in your hands. my life is yours. help me. i give you permission to come in and show me. fill me. love me. heal me. help me to feel. help me to press into the pain instead of retreat. help me to connect once again, Papa.
as i watched this dam open and fill the river, i was actually surprised at how long it took to really get going. i was at the farthest viewing point from the dam, so i could mostly see what was happening, but i missed the up front and close view. the first rocks that were hit with the gushing waters. but little by little the river filled and flowed and gushed and rushed. it was magnificent. and when the dam closed again it took a while for the waters to subside. but the marks were left. you could see every place the water had touched.
it's like his healing. it might start slowly. but it will cover every rock, every dry place. there will be an abundance. an abundance. he is in control. and i know that i can trust that he will take good care of me. he always has.
the journey ain't so bad. actually quite beautiful.
Aratiatia Dam, Taupo, New Zealand // 18 June


