I came across this post the other day and I feel the nudge this morning to post because there are people that suffer silently, who are masters at hiding their hurt, anger and hopelessness. I know it because I have lived it, seen it, talked with others who experience it. This was three months after I returned from ONSITE...seven years later it rings just as true as the day I wrote it. There really are answers and there really is hope!
The derailment of a train is an obvious disaster, yet if the train was heading off a cliff then that derailment although terrible is better than the alternative. Sometimes the derailment of our plans and hopes is in this same vein. Sometimes we are heading for a cliff that we can't see or understand. 3 months ago my train was somewhat derailed. I came to a crossroad in my heart and mind that I could not process. I was gripped with fear, anger, hurt, guilt, shame all compounded. It was the culmination of a lifetime of pain. Emotional pain that I had learned to bury, cover up and had hoped that time and circumstance would make all go away. What I found was that these never really go away.
The fear, mixed with anger was so deep and powerful that it frightened me. I knew I needed help, yet I didn't know how to even verbalize what I was feeling or experiencing. As a result I was paralyzed in despair. I knew the standard answers, I had read volumes and volumes of material, I had analyzed and processed, discussed, prayed, cried, screamed and nothing ever changed. The anger, fear and despair persisted. Why? Why would God not just remove it if I asked.
That then brought me to a point of questioning everything. I had reached this point early in my life and I found myself back again. Questioning my faith, my life and the purpose of it all. I did this silently. I had mastered the art of stuffing the "ugly" parts. Letting enough out to be human but limiting it so as not to bring about alarms or sirens. Yet now I was to a point that I could no longer stuff it. I felt like my brain and thoughts were a constant ping pong match. Back and forth between good, evil, shame, anger, love, hope, dreams, despair...it was as if my emotions and thoughts came alive in ways that were independent of me. It scared me...I felt like I was truly losing my mind and in many ways I was...I was losing control. I sought help. I was finally honest in my despair. No feel good answers, finally I faced that I was losing it and could no longer keep it together.
In seeking help I was referred to Onsite. When I watched the video, I wanted to pack my bags immediately. I longed desperately to get away and finally seek answers to all the shame and fear. The weeks leading up to my week off the grid were tolerable knowing that I had a time and place where I could drop all the spinning plates and seek answers. Onsite was more than I could have ever hoped. Donald Miller described the place in his recent book "Scary Close". Yet as with most experiences and especially this one, it can't really be described, just experienced. What I can say upon my return a little over 2 months ago is that I got answers, found healing, and am in the process of daily walking in that healing which is recovery and I realize in many ways that recovery will be the rest of my life.
As I drove away from the beautiful grounds that Friday morning I was excited to return to life in all it's messiness, with all its hurt, heartache and disappointment. Two months later I can say that it didn't solve all my problems or take away hurts, anger, sadness. They still exist yet I can embrace them and understand them in ways that don't overwhelm me. I can live with them, I can own them and I can actually be grateful in ways that allow all of my past, present and future to culminate in the uniqueness of God's creation...me.
Learning to accept this...that God created me in all of my complexities and contradictions and he calls it good is essential to joy and peace. Accepting God's love, accepting his forgiveness, accepting his joy is harder than I thought. Yet it is the source of my hope and joy. Because as I reflect on the core of my healing and recovery I find LOVE. God is Love. He is the Author...As I wake up and face today, my circumstance is actually a bit worse, yet my heart and hope are in a far different place. Yesterday I wrote the following...
In all my 44 years I have discovered that God is not here to give us what we want. We are here to experience his greatness by accepting his love and in loving others. When we accept that getting all the things we want is not what life is about. Then we can actually have peace and rest in God's love. Then we can actually begin to love ourselves, love others and accept God's love for us. It is then that our circumstances become irrelevant other than to give us opportunities to love.
If our love is conditional, meaning we have to have a certain amount of money, health etc. then love is meaningless, then the life of Christ, his suffering and the life of all those before us are pointless. Because then money and good health and nice circumstances are our Gods. The Bible is a book that shows us that the greatest joys in life can be found in the worst circumstances and suffering. It shows us time and time again that status, wealth, health, position and power are meaningless. They fade and are guaranteed to be fragile, but love, hope and faith can exist in every circumstance. They can thrive in torture, they can blossom in abundance...the circumstance is never the source or the author. They exist beyond and last through.
All 3 of these start within, they are seeds planted in our hearts and they grow into bloom when we consider and place our hope in the author. They are confirmed in reading and understanding the love of Christ. When we accept and believe that the purpose of our life is to love then everything else fades and we can find joy in every circumstance because in every circumstance we can love. It is the one thing that can never be taken away. In a prison, naked and weak I can still love. In a palace with more wealth than I can count, I can still love. I can love by being grateful in all circumstances. I can be grateful for life, breath, rain, storms, and yes even torture, pain, and death. In all these I can love...I can love God, I can love myself and I can love others. It is in this love that I become bulletproof...meaning that everything can be taken, my body destroyed and love will still remain and never fail. Love does not require reciprocation, it requires nothing other than a heart surrendered to it.
"Love is patient, love is kind, it does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud, it is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails." ~ 1 Corinthians 13This is my one thing. Love and the author is where I place my hope and it is the song of my heart and the deepest call of my soul.