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Monday Devotional – January 24, 2022

I AM FORGIVEN

‘I am writing to you who are God’s children because your sins have been forgiven through Jesus. ‘ 1 John 2:12

Read:

John 8:1-11

'Jesus returned to the Mount of Olives, but early the next morning he was back again at the Temple. A crowd soon gathered, and he sat down and taught them. As he was speaking, the teachers of religious law and the Pharisees brought a woman who had been caught in the act of adultery. They put her in front of the crowd. “Teacher,” they said to Jesus, “this woman was caught in the act of adultery. The law of Moses says to stone her. What do you say?” They were trying to trap him into saying something they could use against him, but Jesus stooped down and wrote in the dust with his finger. They kept demanding an answer, so he stood up again and said, “All right, but let the one who has never sinned throw the first stone!” Then he stooped down again and wrote in the dust. When the accusers heard this, they slipped away one by one, beginning with the oldest, until only Jesus was left in the middle of the crowd with the woman. Then Jesus stood up again and said to the woman, “Where are your accusers? Didn’t even one of them condemn you?” “No, Lord,” she said. And Jesus said, “Neither do I. Go and sin no more.” ---------- '

Reflect: 

Guilt is a heavy emotion. I think of it as a pandora box stuffed with other not so lovely ones like fear, anxiety, condemnation, self loathing and depression. There were days when guilt weighed so heavily on me that I was sure at any moment some freak accident would take me out. The truth is, I knew for certain I was guilty of a lifestyle that dishonored God. 

There were times though I felt nothing. It was as if I was unaware of my sin, at least until I got into God’s presence. Like Isaiah I had to declare “woe is me for I am undone. I am a man of impure lips.” I used my own words though. 

Contrast these to the feeling of absolute freedom when God lifts the weight of sin from our hearts. The relief makes you feel like a whole new person. To the sinner (in other words ALL of us) God says… neither do I condemn you. Go and sin no more. 

So my friends, let us confess our sins. He is faithful and just to forgive and cleanse you from all unrighteousness. The best part is He wants to forgive. The only prerequisites are confession and asking for it.

Song of the Week:

This is a powerful oldie but goodie. The lyrics are are powerful scriptural imagery of how God deals with our sin. The song is: East from the West by Casting Crown

Journal Prompt:

  • Is there any area in my life where I am holding on to shame inducing guilt?
  • Why is it so hard to release the guilt and accept God’s forgiveness?

Pray:

Jesus I do not deserve your forgiveness, yet You offer it. I am extremely grateful! Forgive me for every sin and cleanse me deep within of everything that offends You. I thank You, that once I confess my sins You are faithful and just to forgive and cleanse me from all unrighteousness. I accept your forgiveness in Jesus name AMEN.

Affirmation:

I am forgiven. No accuser within or without has the power to condemn me because Jesus has already removed my sins. As far as the east is from the west so far has He cast away them. I AM FORGIVEN

Have a great week!

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Let Me Love You

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The Call

I hear the distinct whisper,  a call as it were, to a deeper romance with the Creator of all that is.

As He hovered over the darkness of the deep waters in the beginning, so He hovers over me.

He commands light to enter my secret place and calls it day, for my night has passed. 

I hear the whisper…

Let Me love you, all of you.

Not just the places you feel worthy to bring but all the messy parts too.

He says: I can use all of it. I weave all things together to create a poem and a symphony called “good”.

I am Love. That means I am patient, kind and I keep no score of being wronged.

Let Me Love you, so you can heal, Let Me love you so you can be.

Let Me Love you, so that you can move beyond breathing to pressing towards the mark of the prize of My higher calling through Christ Jesus.

I died for you.

I surrendered My body as a sacrifice to bring you closer because you could not make your way to Me. Let Me Love you.

The Response

God intrigues me. He really does. That He would want to look upon earthen vessels, subjects of His creation and fill them with Himself, fill them with Love is simply too vast a concept to understand.

Yet that is what He does. There isn’t much more to say except that when I heard the call today, I knew it was not singular.

It was not just a call for Lady Kavan. It is a call He has consistently made from the Garden of Eden till now.

He longs for a relationship with His creation. God beckoned to Adam in the garden “where are you?” not because He wanted a geographical response. He wanted a shift in heart position and wants the same still.

He is calling and His question is this.  Will you let Me Love you?

Full Disclosure: I received these prophetic words about a year ago. I wrote this piece and submitted it for publishing and it was never published. As I sat today, I was reminded of it. I know the Holy Spirit is intentional, There is someone who needs to be reminded…. Let Him love you… Selah

Write Fully Yours,

Lady Kavan

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I am loved.

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Monday Devotional – January 17, 2022

Mocha Monday – I AM LOVED.

This is love: He loved us long before we loved him. It was his love, not ours. He proved it by sending his Son to be the pleasing sacrificial offering to take away our sins. 1 John 4:10 (TPT)

Read: 1 John 4:7-13

“Those who are loved by God, let his love continually pour from you to one another, because God is love. Everyone who loves is fathered by God and experiences an intimate knowledge of him. The light of God’s love shined within us when he sent his matchless Son into the world so that we might live through him. The one who doesn’t love has yet to know God, for God is love.

This is love: He loved us long before we loved him . It was his love, not ours. He proved it by sending his Son to be the pleasing sacrificial offering to take away our sins. Delightfully loved ones, if he loved us with such tremendous love, then “loving one another” should be our way of life! No one has ever gazed upon the fullness of God’s splendor. But if we love one another, God makes his permanent home in us, and we make our permanent home in him, and his love is brought to its full expression in us. And he has given us his Spirit within us so that we can have the assurance that he lives in us and that we live in him.”

The Passion Translation

Reflect:

My husband and I had a debate about who said “I love you” first. I won’t tell you who won (Hint: not him). The truth is, declaring your love to someone for the first time requires bravery because the truth is we don’t know if they feel the same. The possibility of rejection looms over your heart and anxiety about what happens after this moment arrests your heart. 

Fortunately, when it comes to our relationship with Christ, we have no reason to fear. The scripture says it plainly. He loved us first and gave the ultimate sacrifice to prove it. Jesus came to earth to fix the thing that separates us from Him. He fixed our sin problem by offering Himself as a sin offering permanently and perpetually for our sin. Now, once we accept his gift, we are free from sin’s dominion over our lives. 

Oh what love! We can be free of the anxiety and fear that God doesn’t love us back. There is no debate on the matter. You are loved! I am loved.

Today as you go through the mundane or unexpected, thrills or pain of the day, rest in the knowledge that you are loved by God who is Love. You are loved by Love Himself.

Affirmation:

I am loved. FULL STOP. There is no debate. According to 1 John 4, I am loved by Love Himself!

Journal Prompt:

How does knowing you are loved by the author, incarnation and essence of love change your perspective?

Song of the week:

Pray:

Jesus I thank you for your love. I thank you that I am loved beyond measure. Help me Lord to live in that truth today and always. Let this truth transform how I interact with you and all those You love too. Amen.

Have a great week!

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Grace in Chaos

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Two years in and the pandemic is still a thing huh. The C word is still unfortunately a buzzword. Confusion, controversy, conspiracy and calamity collude to create chaos. Careful Kavanaugh don’t lose them in the alliterations! The bottom line is the world is declaring a dismal discourse about the state of the world that makes me dizzy. Earth still feels like a sucky place to be. But is it though?

As I reflected on 2021, I admittedly had my fair share of chaos and pain. Loved ones went to be with the Lord, work stress was through the roof, witnessing a parent decline in health, my laptop crashed with full data loss among other personal struggles certainly made the year, shall I say interesting. But if I’m being really honest, the overarching and overwhelming feeling was genuine gratitude. A small part of me felt guilty to experience the anti-narrative. But the more I meditated the more I realized that what I have is grace in chaos.

Grace is God’s unmerited favour and blessing given to us. I certainly do not deserve it yet it is freely given. This favour has allowed me to access some pretty cool things and to really laugh, relax and enjoy my life in a way I haven’t in a long time. So, when I asked God what word I should share to encourage my readers, for my first post of 2022, the word God gave to Paul in 2 Corinthians 12:9 came to mind. “My grace is always more than enough for you, and my power finds its full expression through your weakness.” 

In the original context of the scripture, Paul was asking God to take away a thorn in His flesh. Scholars haven’t figured out what this thorn is but it provides a solid yet generic enough metaphor to be broad sweeping and effective. What have you been asking God to get rid of? What is that annoying, painful, anxiety inducing challenge in your life that is not going away? Whatever it is God provides grace in the chaos and it is enough. The trick though is accepting that grace. We have to release what we cannot ourselves change or fix into the hands of the only ONE who is in full control. Until change comes (if it comes) and even after it comes we give thanks. Always.

I wrote a 2021 gratitude list – I limited it to 12 things (one for each month). Here goes:

  1. Spending time with Mom (COVID trapped her here for 10 months)
  2. Carlton finally arrived in Canada so we could be reunited as a family
  3. Surviving COVID
  4. Several Podcast features and interviews
  5. Technology upgrades – new laptop, earbuds, phone et al
  6. A healthy marriage
  7. A cozy place to live at a great price
  8. Improved credit score
  9. A community of Christians that I can do life with
  10. Dancing – teaching and ministering – God awakened a sleeping gift
  11. Improving my gut health (that’s a long story, just praise God for my deliverance)
  12. First Christmas since I’ve been married to Carlton that we have been in the same place.

I dare you to share yours.

Write Fully Yours,

Lady Kavan

A life well lived

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On my dresser sits a ceramic green and brown breadfruit. For my non- Jamaican readers, a breadfruit is a round green fruit larger than grapefruit but not quite the size of a whole pineapple. It has a bread like texture that can be roasted, baked, boiled, fried, or dried and ground into flour. This piece of art prominently placed on my dresser was given to me by a person I did not know deeply but whose kindness managed to light up my heart in a very dark time. She was an encourager who gave herself fully to whatever she committed herself to. I could tell as we danced and travelled together, that her passion was for helping others. She passed yesterday, but, I have no doubts about where her soul is resting and how pleased God must be to welcome her home. Holly-Rose’s life was well lived, and I didn’t need proximity to know that. She shone brightly. 

So, with everything that strikes my heart deeply I ask the Lord what lesson I should learn from this experience.  I can think of a few things. First, be a giver, not for your own glory but out of gratitude for God’s many gifts to you. You never know how deep an impact, even something small, given at a Kairos – divine /just the right – moment sends ripples through eternity. I remember how Holly contributed to purchasing school supplies for my sons shortly after Christopher died. It was one of the ways God showed me He hadn’t forgotten me and that He still going to provide. To this day when I struggle with “what if”, that testimony is among the ones I use to encourage my soul to believe God will handle it. You know what the best part was? She never bragged about it. Her generosity was known by those who experienced it. FULL STOP. 

Second Lesson: people don’t need to be up close and personal for you to have impact. A light shone brightly illuminates any room. People will see your good works and glorify God. As I said Holly and I ministered together, travelled together but we were never close enough for me to know her personal life intimately. Yet I remember her generosity, I observed her faithfulness and I sensed genuine joy from her when we interacted. I was challenged by it, and I grew from it. You don’t need a platform with a large audience to have eternal significance. 

Lesson three is more of a reminder. I believe I wrote this quote on my WhatsApp status circa 2016 and I never changed it: “If you only had today, what would you do with it?” I wrote that as I pondered the brevity of the breath we take for granted. Absolutely no one knows for sure the date they transition to the other side of eternity. We are not guaranteed another moment, so we remain grateful for each one. This year, within my small sphere I’ve heard of the passing of the old, the young, the sick and the seemingly healthy. In none of the cases was it expected. We are transient passengers on life’s flight. We don’t know when it is our turn to disembark. So as the cliché goes make the most of today because tomorrow is not promised. 

I leave this bit of scripture with you. Read it slowly and meditate on it: Now, because of your obedience to the truth, you have purified your very souls, and this empowers you to be full of love for your fellow believers. So, express this sincere love toward one another passionately and with a pure heart.  For through the eternal and living Word of God you have been born again. And this “seed” that he planted within you can never be destroyed but will live and grow inside of you forever. For:  Human beings are frail and temporary, like grass, and the glory of man fleeting like blossoms of the field. The grass dries and withers and the flowers fall off, but the Word of the Lord endures forever!  And this is the Word that was announced to you!  1 Peter 1: 22 – 25

Write Fully Yours, 

Lady Kavan 

Worth the wait

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Last weekend we celebrated thanksgiving in Canada. As a Jamaican, the concept of a thanksgiving day is still new to me but one I deeply appreciate. Gratitude is one of the things I speak about perhaps ad nauseum. It is a command (1 Thess 5:18) but more important is how much thankfulness is an awesome perspective shifter, emotional balancer and mental stress reliever.  My point is thanksgiving made me pause to reflect on my marriage and how the shift from a long distance marriage to living in the same space was worth the wait. Lest I lose you because you don’t have context let me backtrack a bit and give you the Cliff Notes version.

In 2015, I lost my first husband and the biological father of my boys. In 2017, I officially started dating Carlton who I married in 2018, 6 months after I migrated to Canada. The filing process took us another two and half years which meant a long distance marriage and very little physical connections in between, exacerbated by all the stresses related to a pandemic. In January of this year (2021) he was able to join the boys and I. We have been navigating this new phase since then and can I tell you it’s been a school girl giggly, old soul deep kind of wonderful. Caught up? Good. Now to my thanksgiving reflection.

Our three years apart took us through a wide gamut of human emotions. We were happy to connect daily on video chat, angry that the process felt as slow as cold molasses dripping from the mouth of a jar too small for a spoon. We were sexually frustrated, annoyed that we couldn’t be in the same space physically and exhausted from having to be painstakingly intentional about connecting because we truthfully had to lead different lives. The interesting side effect though, is that we deepened our friendship in ways we would not have imagined we needed. We only had our words, so we had to learn to fight fair, to communicate, encourage, joke around and laugh hard. We learned to trust our intentions for each other and that we were doing what we said we were. We learned in the distance that love is a choice and to remain together we had to choose each other every day.

I think crucially though, we needed space to heal from our individual grief and traumas. I can only admit this in retrospect because  we all have blind spots and neither of us saw it that way. I listened to a sermon recently that pointed out God loves me enough to say no. Ultimately, His goal is my growth into the image of Himself that I already am but haven’t discovered yet. Carlton and I each needed to discover things about ourselves and our relationship with God. God knew it and we didn’t. 

As I reflected on this thanksgiving, I was grateful for this new phase in our relationship. I felt blessed for the steadiness of our  vessel on the sea of marriage. I am grateful for the giddy waves and what feels like a trip to the beach most days. I am overjoyed by how we coordinate and work like a team. But what gives me the urge to scream hallelujah? The time when God said no and allowed us to be apart for three years because He knew we needed it. Selah. 

I want to encourage someone today who is  absolutely frustrated by the “no or not yet” season. I know you have heard it a dozen times and maybe right now if we were in the same space you would throw something at me. I get it. God loves you enough to say no.  ‘For the Lord God is our sun and our shield. He gives us grace and glory. The Lord will withhold no good thing from those who do what is right.’ (Psalms 84:11). So if it is withheld there is a greater,  more important good that He is working out in our lives. Trust Him and don’t lean on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him and He will direct your path. (Prov. 3:5 -6). God will reveal your “greater good” when you least expect it. 

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Lady Kavan

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Tears

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Last week, my passion for poetry awoke, almost unexpectedly. I had parked poetry writing because I thought I lost a collection of them I had stored away. The truth is any piece of work that flows from your soul remains with you in a sense.I was grieving them. I resigned myself to simply starting over when I heard an internal whisper. “Check your old hard drive again.” I had searched before and came up empty. In obedience, I searched again and as you can predict where this was going I found a folder labelled “poetry” buried 4 levels down in the archive. As I re read the pieces with gratitude I was amazed at how concerned God is with the little things. I remain in awe of how he lovingly restores what was lost. I rejoiced. I cried. I made another copy of the folder and put it within reach. 

There was one piece that stood out as shareable for this season. It is a poem I wrote in 2005; 15 years and a whole lot of life experience ago.

TEARS

Tears streaming down my face

as volcanic emotions rupture the seams of this frail earthen vessel

and as molten fears roll down hardened cheeks

they remind me of broken cisterns

trying to carry the burden of 

precious water to thirsty souls

Tears streaming down my face

flow from a place dark and cold 

beyond the surface smiles 

and feminine guiles

lay a pain waiting to explode

it’s been brewing for years

and the threads of this patched soul

can’t conceal these putrefying sores anymore

And so they flow with the passion

of rivers on a quest to find the shore

seeking answers mystic as ancient folklores

corroding tightly concealed dungeon doors

waking painful dreams untold

Yes these tears stream down my face

and this time I’ll let them go

let them flow upon diseased waters 

bringing purity and wholeness 

like HIS Blood that has saturated dirty sheets

I’ll let them caress this pain

rain washing this soul clean

I’ll let them remind me of where I’ve been

my tendency to sin

the hope I can only have in HIM

I’ll lay myself upon HIS brazen altar 

pour these tears upon HIS throne

Allow this cistern to be remade whole

sweeping away the dust and the cold 

I’ll come home

to that place of rest in YOU

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 My friends, take it from someone who has lost much; God can and will restore what you’ve lost and often I’m more magnificent ways than you can imagine. I leave this encouragement from scripture with you:

“Are you weary, carrying a heavy burden? Then come to me. I will refresh your life, for I am your oasis.  Simply join your life with mine. Learn my ways and you’ll discover that I’m gentle, humble, easy to please. You will find refreshment and rest in me.  For all that I require of you will be pleasant and easy to bear.” Matthew 11:28‭-‬30 TPT

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Lady Kavan

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Imposter Syndrome

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I’ve had the title of this post in my draft for a long time. When I say a long time I’m talking about more than a year. It started during the process of designing the cover for my second book. My coach reminded me to use my best selling author title and I cringed. I stared at the evidence, I shared it with the designer but I still felt inadequate and undeserving. I struggled and I still struggle with balancing the concept of humility with the fact that I have a God given message and mandate that I need to have heard. I know for sure that I am Worthy of Life and Love yet my insecurities whisper… “imposter”.

But what place does an imposter syndrome have in the heart of one called chosen by God? God says I am royalty even before I wrote the first word in my books or started a blog page. As a daughter of the God who calls Himself Love, I am loved immeasurably, immensely and immutably. Shouldn’t that be enough? It should be. It is. So why struggle Kavanaugh? Immediately my mind recalls a quote from Marianne Williamson. It’s a popular one. I remember I printed it and had a copy posted on my desk some years ago. It speaks to being intimidated by the light and power within us. Christ is my light. Why would that cause me to retreat or feel insecure?

As I grapple with these thoughts I realized a truth in my own heart. I’m afraid to be different. I’ve always felt “not like the others”. I was either too young, too smart, not smart enough, too small, too quirky, not rich enough, not poor enough. I spent lots of time trying to blend and to be a part of. My special skill is bringing people together, assimilation and finding that middle ground. If I am all things to all people then it increases my chances to be loved by many. Alas my heart needs more healing. So grateful to Holy Spirit who heals in layers. While my skill is usable by God, motive is always the heart of the matter. A good thing can become a bad thing if the motive or rationale is rooted in wrong thinking. I must unlearn any wrong thinking that inhibits me from being who I am called to be.

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, ‘Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?’ Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.” M. Williamson.

Here’s my challenge to myself. I’m putting it out there because I need you to keep me honest.

  • I will embrace my different
  • I will not dim my light or retreat to safety
  • I will speak up more frequently

What promises do you need to make to yourself? What wrong thinking is keeping your light hidden? I leave this scripture with you: “So don’t hide your light! Let it shine brightly before others, so that your commendable works will shine as light upon them, and then they will give their praise to your Father in heaven.””
‭‭Matthew‬ ‭5:16‬ ‭TPT‬‬
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Lady Kavan

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Grief and Gratitude

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Just over a year ago I wrote about my friend Liz (Elizabeth Stanley) who would post a fresh “up and thankful” message every morning as a daily gratitude ritual. Those messages were even more special because I knew they didn’t come from a place of comfort. She was battling cancer again and this time the doctors were less hopeful. Not Liz. She fought hard, she fought well and what was most inspiring for me is that she fought with joy and worship. Liz went home on March 20, 2021. I imagine her hailing her friends, worshipping extravagantly and reasoning with the elders. I feel that familiar sting… the dichotomy of being happy she is resting and sad that she had to leave.

I met Liz at church almost 10 years ago. At the time she was a new convert excited about the word, grateful that Jesus snatched her from the pits of hell and cancer. She was in remission. She reminded me of the woman at the well who at the discovery of living water went and told everybody. Emphasis on the everybody. Liz always invited people to church but more so invited them to see the Jesus she met at her own well. She was a city on a hill that could not be hid. She had discovered a fresh spring and new joy in Adonai and everyone who knew her knew it. Liz was bold.

I already miss her up and thankful posts. Liz was an inspiration to be grateful and to worship through it all. Can I truly say that I am like that naturally? I mean in the way Liz was. I confess, I sometimes get internally “complainy” and weighed down before I start making my gratitude list. Getting back to that place of gratitude and worship always takes my eyes off the circumstance and squared on the Giver of All Good Things. When I reflect on Liz I think of Phillipians 4 and I am challenged and encouraged to increase my resolve to “Be cheerful with joyous celebration in every season of life. Let joy overflow, for you are united with the Anointed One !” Philippians 4:4 TPT

I know I talk about gratitude and grief a lot. Loss reminds me of the brevity of life. It reminds me that we are but a whisper reverberating through the waves of time. I must make my whisper count. Gratitude keeps me grounded and focused on what matters; God, the relationships he blesses me with and the opportunities to help someone else feel less alone and less pain. While I live the purpose is Christ when I die it’s gain for me. Liz has gained her crown and I am happy for her. I just miss those up and thankful messages. Her light continues to encourage my heart to worship. 

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Lady Kavan

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Survivor’s Guilt

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I used to jump out of my sleep in a panic. I remember what a gift Chris was to us. I look at my life and all I am blessed with and I think… why me? Why did I survive that horrific night and he didn’t? Let’s be frank. If that night was about merit, I wouldn’t be the one writing this today. Do you ever feel guilty that you survived? That you made it through a circumstance and someone you know or loved didn’t?

I carried that weight for a long time. I was suicidal. I couldn’t sleep. I thought, like the movie Final Destination, that death missed me that night and it was coming back for me in a more horrific way. I don’t have these thoughts anymore which is why it was strange this topic is resting so heavily on my mind. So maybe this post is for you or maybe I have more guilt to release. The thing is that when I focused on trying to figure out “the why”, I could not. Instead I felt like I was in an unsolvable maze of possibilities without a definite conclusion. Some things, I suppose, we will not have an answer for in this lifetime. However, when I shifted my focus to what I could do having survived, the game changed.

I gave myself permission to laugh, to love and to have fun. I chose to hold on to and value the relationships that mean much to me. I dared myself to explore new lands and to replant my family in a new environment. I tried new foods and went to places I had labelled as “some day” places. I wrote two books and shared my thoughts with the world via my blog. I ditched my fear and opened my mouth to speak the wisdom I heard from God. I no longer see life as a marathon. It is made of short sprints that we take every day not knowing when our finish line comes.

Make the choice to heal. Yes, it is a choice. I can choose to hold on to my pain. I can choose to build walls that prevent me from loving and feeling. I can stay fixated on what I lost and lose what I still have. Breathing but not living is an indictment on every grave. I may have mentioned before that if I didn’t make the choice to heal I would have wasted Chris’ sacrifice that night. He would have died for nothing. This brought me to the deeper revelation that if I did nothing with the life God gave me His sacrifice would be for nothing.

Is guilt holding you from living? Truly? Take the first step… acknowledge that it is a choice and choose differently.

“Today I have given you the choice between life and death, between blessings and curses. Now I call on heaven and earth to witness the choice you make. Oh, that you would choose life, so that you and your descendants might live!
Deuteronomy 30:19 NLT

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