Broken Places

Written 3/3/2018

Could the place that hurt me be the place of my healing?  I have been asked this a few times by some bold women.  Why bold women, because those are the kind of women I surround myself with. The ones who will tell me the hard things and speak into my life when needed and not a moment too late.

I think of a tragic thing happening to someone lets say at Walmart.  The pain was deep and the hurt was real and although Walmart its self did not do the painful things and cause the hurt that place is associated with the tragedy.  So do you tell that person they need to eventually go back to Walmart for healing.  Maybe one day I say, but for now there are plenty of other stores that do not have the memories of Walmart.  And maybe there are stores with even better groceries than Walmart.

I pray that one day I can walk back into that place and not see the flashes of things go before my eyes and have to take such dramatic control of my mind and my thoughts.  Healing is a thing of proportion sizes.  When that time comes I want to own it, not fake it.