I’m an emotional wreck. I can’t think. I can’t hold back the tears and this intense ache.
A clear thought breaks through the suffocating emotion.
This hurts way more than it should. This is just normal teen stuff. They want to be with their friends. It’s a really busy season.
Why is it hurting so bad? What is it I’m really feeling?
I’m feeling SO rejected!
Rejection and I go way back. Way, way back. That’s why this hurts so bad. It’s time to heal.
I’m feeling pressure, stress, from other’s choices. I feel rejected. A crazy thing about feelings is I can feel rejection without ever having been rejected. This isn’t about blaming or figuring out who rejected me. It’s about me examining the wound with the Lord and receiving His healing so I can deal with current events as just that – current, present – not clouded and confused by past wounds.
Looking at pressure like the lobster, it’s time to grow....
Regret isn’t something I’ve given too much thought until recently. I read a word from Lana Vawser that said God was taking bags of regret off of mothers. The bags of regret or lightened as the lies were revealed and made holes in the bags.
I realized I have many regrets as a mother. And events this week have made them come very much to the forefront.