For years I blamed myself for what happened, pushing down the guilt and the shame like a beach ball under water.
Every day was exhausting.
The terrifying, wonderful thing about a beach ball under water, is that eventually it will surface.
And when it surfaced, it wasn’t the lifeline I thought it would be.
When I was done swimming from what hurt so very much, when I was ready to face it and invite Jesus into the pain, he was there to comfort me.
I want you to know, Dear Girl, the one who hurts so much right now… the one who desperately wants healing, but doesn’t know how to trust Jesus with that… he has never left your side.
He has wept every bone-shaking sob with you. And he is ready to walk the rest of this terrifying, beautiful place of healing with you.
Because more than anything, this man… the one who took your shame on that cross…
He wants nothing more than to make you whole.