Okay, right about now, I could write post after post for my "Uglier Side of Healing" category, but I'll spare you. I'm trying to keep this blog from falling once again into the pits of darkness and despair, which sometimes is difficult to do - especially on a night like tonight.
It's been a rough couple of days for me in terms of the whole healing thing... much old stuff has surfaced into my thoughts... again. Then, about an hour or so ago, a horrific nightmare jarred me from sleep and I just can't seem to shake it off. At this very moment I am tempted to curse the whole notion that one can ever really experience complete healing and restoration.
I know, I know, with God... all things are possible. I'm just so frustrated. So many steps forward, so many back. When does it end and what does real healing and deliverance look like? Okay, I'm feeling a rant coming on and I promised I'd spare you the details...
So, here I am ... out of bed... in need of more prayer and some time to breathe and some music to remind me that someday, I'll finally be okay...
I'm going to post this song - The Real Me by Natalie Grant - because I think we all sometimes need a reminder that God sees the real us. Despite our attempts to hide, He knows all about that brokenness, that heartache and that mess that lurks just beneath the skin. He knows all about it and He loves us anyway. In Him - we're beautiful.
Oh, God is good, even when our nights are anything but.
This song has blessed me. God does see the real me and not all that junk that is inside of me. Thank you.
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