Everyone’s Journey is Different

#165 Blog Post-Everyone's Journey is Different

“Blessed is the man who trusts in the Lord, whose trust is the Lord. He is like a tree planted by water, that sends out its roots by the stream, and does not fear when heat comes, for its leaves remain green, and is not anxious in the year of drought, for it does not cease to bear fruit.” Jeremiah 17:7-8

As I entered adulthood, I began to have debilitating anxiety. I would receive (unwanted) advice from people regarding anxiety. Their advice of “stop worrying so much” hurt me more than it helped.

A former co-worker of mine wanted to become an esthetician. She asked me if she could practice giving a facial. Of course, I jumped at the chance. For some reason, those intimate environments cause people to open up. I brought up the subject of anxiety and the troubles I had. She scoffed at me and said, “aren’t you a Christian? I thought your God helped you?” Her words hurt me. I wanted to melt into the table and evaporate.

My issue was this, the trauma that I experienced in my life clouded my ability to trust in the Lord. She was sort of correct, though, in a mean and condescending way.

Everyone’s journey to healing is different. Here has been my path (so far). I prayed. I cried. I had others pray for me. I read the Bible. I did Bible studies. I attended church and weekend conferences. I had years of therapy, coaching, and bodywork. I took medication. I ended toxic relationships. I kept boundaries. All of these things helped me to get on the path of healing. I did wish for God to heal me after one prayer. However, I know every hurt I experienced brought me the knowledge I have today. Neurolinguistic trainer, Al Sargent said, “There are no experts in a new experience.” In my young adult days, I wasn’t experienced yet to walk in victory. As I look back, it was okay that I didn’t have all the answers.

My name, Colette, means victorious. The enemy knows my weaknesses and wants me to forget God has already made me victorious. God doesn’t want me to suffer but to thrive. I can rest in His arms and allow Him to fight my battles for me.

Lesson Learned: My journey is different than others, but I am already victorious in Him.

Prayer:
“Dear Heavenly Father, I praise you, Lord! Help me walk victoriously in you. Remind me of all the times; you have carried me. Thank you for your grace and mercy. I believe I am healed. In Jesus’ Name, AMEN!”

We Need to Stop Believing the Lies of the Enemy

I wrote the post below for #lionslightinternational

This is Colette, here. I run the social media for #lionslightinternational

Honestly, I feel like absolute crap. The issue is I allowed myself to believe the lies of the enemy. I believed I am worthless, un-lovable, and non-existent to others.

The enemy loves to distract us from remembering all the ways God has saved us and helped us in our life so far.

I cried out to God and asked…

Where are my friends?
Where is the love? Have I been forgotten by everyone?
WHERE ARE YOU, GOD?

Immediately, I heard God say, “I’m right here, right now, as always.”

I saw an image of Jesus embracing me. I Googled an image and this one, I posted feels just right.

Most of my life, I have felt like an outsider. I feel quirky and different from other people. Whether with my own friends, other couples, other moms, women at church…I still felt alone.

But, that is a lie from the pit of hell. We are never alone when we know God.

So this post is for anyone who needed to see this precious picture of Jesus holding a child. Jesus loves you and He will comfort you.

Stop believing those lies like you don’t matter. You do matter! This world needs you!

 

Worry Accomplished Nothing

“When I am afraid, I put my trust in you.” Psalm 56:3

 

Worrying is not of God.  Yet, worrying is my constant companion.  Somehow, it brings me comfort. I believe that if I worry, bad situations will not catch me off guard and I am prepared in some way.

 

My only child, my daughter, recently went on her 5th grade Science Camp Trip.  I worried about this trip since she was in Kindergarten, approximately 5 years of worrying.  The worrying was not a daily occurrence. But some worrisome thoughts popped into my head every so often.

 

Last year, when my daughter was in 4th grade, the parents began to talk about fundraising for the Science Camp.  I began to collect information about the camp, with my thousands of questions to the teachers. Even with the information, I was negative about the camp.  I was subconsciously sabotaging any desire my daughter had of going to the camp. My husband, who knows me quite well, said, “your worry is ruining a great opportunity for our daughter, it will be great for her, and she will go!”  Not only was my husband right (don’t let him know that he was right…) but I did not believe that God would protect her. I had no trust in God.

 

My worry and fears stemmed from when I went to Science Camp in 6th grade and it was a terrible experience.  We had to take a boat to Catalina Island, about 26 miles from the Southern California Coast to camp. It poured rain the entire trip, the food was terrible, and I witnessed a classmate vomit about 10 times during that weekend.  It was the worst, but I survived. I knew I could not let that experience be a factor for my child. I decided to be positive about the trip, prepare her in every way: clothing for every type of weather, giving her anti-motion sick meds, write her notes, and pray.

 

The day arrived for the trip.  All the students attending were healthy and ready to go.  The parents watched their kids board the bus. When the bus engine turned on, I felt like I could not breathe. Then, I noticed one of the teachers come off the bus and get into her own car.  At that moment, I realized the teachers planned for every scenario, good and bad. Somehow, I relaxed and finally released the worry and trusted that everything would be fine.

 

The five days went by quickly and we were ready to have our children back home safe.  We received pictures every day, from the teachers, which I believed helped me out a lot.  The bus arrived and my daughter came off the bus. She came running over to me and gave me the biggest hug, I didn’t want to let go of her.  I asked her if she was glad that she went camping and she said, “Yes! It was awesome and I will tell the 4th graders not to miss the chance to go!”  Everything I was afraid of happening; motion sickness, homesickness, physical sickness or hurt, none of it came to pass.

 

Most of the time, the things we fear or worry about never happen.  My focus is usually on the bad, not the good. This made me realize how much better things can be when you trust the Lord and look forward to the adventure that lies ahead.

 

Lesson Learned:  Focus on the positive, trust the Lord, and know I am capable of adjusting to any scenario.

 

Prayer: “Dear Heavenly Father, forgive for not trusting you in all areas of my life.  I ask for guidance and wisdom. Help me adjust when situations change and not to lose my composure.  Thank you for your protection and provision. Restore my mind from negative thoughts. In Jesus’ Name, AMEN!”