The unspoken thoughts of A Wounded Heart: Day 4

Dear God,

I just remembered a painful memory. It was when I felt so alone as a kid. There was this season in my childhood days when I was forced to grow up so that I could take good care of others. I need to forget about playing or having fun with my friends. I need to stand up and fight my own battles, without having any support.

I never thought how painful it was not until I experienced what it felt like to be a child again. All along, I was carrying this memory as if it’s part of my identity.

Father, I know that you have a reason for everything. For sure, you knew how I felt. That’s why, please remind me that you are greater than my pain. Help me see the lessons behind everything. Teach me how to appreciate your ways. Please let me see your hands in those moments.

This pain may become part of who I am, but just let me see the beauty behind everything that I’ve been through. Help me see your heart behind the negative things that happened in my life.

I’ll to choose to lean not on my own understanding. I need your wisdom to reign so that I’ll know how to deal with this pain. Teach me how to walk along the healing process.

Love,

Via