“To all
the people in my life that didn’t understand how bad they were hurting me, and
didn’t know that they would actually cause me to run into the arms of God, …. Because
of his faithfulness, not because of how strong I was”
This note
was pinned on the wall in the building where one of my favorite Christian
groups, Building 429, was performing
one of their songs called Stronger, and
I saw it on their Instagram page.
I started
this with this piece, because it sums it all. A couple of weeks ago, I shared a
couple of lines of this piece on Instagram. I call it The forgiveness test. Over
twenty years plus years ago, I was really humiliated publicly and hurt and
betrayed by some of the people closest to me. You do expect little tiffs over
time with relatives and those close to you, but not what I had to face. Over and
over again, the betrayals, the hurt and pain, yet I turned a blind eye,
thinking and expecting them to change. I was a sucker for punishment.
What I
did not know at that time, that I had been blessed with the hospitality
anointing. I would give the shirt off my back to help someone else and put the
feelings of others before me. Well to say the least, they looked at me as if I was
weak and insecure. Things got worse, very personal information that I had
entrusted to a couple of them was revealed to complete strangers and work
colleagues, further humiliating me.
I became
so insecure, suffered anxiety and panic attacks and depression. I withdrew into
a shell, built a personal barrier around me, became overprotective of my
children and literally stopped trusting anyone whatsoever. My life was just focused on raising my kids, going to school and work.
At this
point, these siblings just withdrew from me and literally shut me out, at one
point when I asked why I was excluded from a very important family event, I was
told that technically I was not a full blown sister, see, we had the same
mother but not the same dad and they shared the same mom and dad. I was
devastated. Over the years, it got worse. It did not really matter what I had
done for them over the years. It was at this point that I made a decision to
start a new life, and moved to the USA (I had lived there some years back, and I
loved it). My son wanted to stay in London, so I made the move with my
daughter. Even after the move, the poisoned darts and arrows kept on coming, my
life was shattered, broken, until I joined my church The Living Hope Christian
Center in Pennsauken, New Jersey.
During the
eight years that we spent over there, our Pastor now Bishop Ronald King Sr,
prayed for us, ministered to us, taught us The word, helped us to understand
life’s ups and downs, how to pray, praise and worship, and not to focus on the
past and what should have or could have been. The ministry was awesome. I will
never what he said one Sunday when he brought the word, and I am just
paraphrasing “stop hurting, stop being angry and defeated, let it go, because
the ones who have hurt you and caused you so much pain, are probably not even
thinking about you! Lose their numbers, delete their emails/Facebook etc. stop
just existing and start living again! Forgive and forget!”
That was
my breakthrough! I decided to do just that, and God started to rebuild my life.
I moved on even though it wasn’t easy, and life took on a new meaning for me. Eighteen
months ago, God moved my daughter and me back to London. It was a miracle, we
moved into the same neighbourhood, same house. Because God had shut down all
the old doors and cut off all old contacts, the only person we had contact with
was my son. I was fine with that. Never once did we think about old contacts or
even crossed paths with them. God kept us, sheltered us, and protected us and
so much more in so many ways!
Then about
three to four weeks ago, the Forgive and forget test came! Our Bishop and some
of our Pastors and ministers had previously taught us that God will put you
through tests to see whether you have learnt some life’s lessons and to see
your progression. You can’t expect to be promoted if you fail! We came home one
day and met two notes stuck to our door, addressed to my daughter and me. In them
were numbers of one of my siblings asking me to contact them. I had no thoughts
or feelings about that, but I had no intention of contacting anyone. They then
contacted my son asking him for our numbers. After that they tried to be
clueless about why we have not established contact.
It was
at that point that I finally realised that God had really healed me! The walls
were down! Chains broken! I did not have to have anyone determine who I am or
what I am worth.
I hold
no ill feelings about them, don’t even think about them. Jesus told Peter in
Mathew 18:21-22, to forgive seventy times seven. He also taught his disciples’ that if your
brother offends you, go as far as you can to make peace. I did all that and was
rejected. Jesus also said to his disciples’ that if you take the word to people
and you are rejected, dust your feet and take your peace with you.
At the
end of the day, when Paul was beaten and left for dead, our Lord raised him and
he re-entered the city from where he was once kicked out and excelled.
I am
finally at peace, I am healed, I am no longer broken. I am stronger, I have
moved on and I am not and will not look back or turn back. I have God and he is
all I need! I pray that those who tried to destroy me and my kids in the past
will find peace within themselves and move on too.
There seems
to be a lot of hurts and pain in our world these days. Somehow, a lot of people
are finding it hard to let go. Take it from me, you are only hurting yourself. I
know it is not easy, but it is a whole lot better to forgive and forget, than
you ending up with bitterness, stress and a host of other mental illnesses that
are out there. Look around and see what not forgiving is doing to our world
today! People are destroying each other and are virtually self-destructing.
There is
one way, “Let go and let God”. There is nothing that God cannot do. You don’t need
validation from man to be who God has called you to be. I leave you with one of the songs that helped me through those trying times.
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