Children hurt and they cry. They feel the pain and let it out.
I don't do that. When I hurt I cover the pain with a hardness. I pick up anger to protect myself. I find ways to distract myself from the hurt. I do many things that keep me from vulnerably feeling what hurts inside.
It takes me a process to become a child, to soften my heart, connect with my Father's heart, and let the hurt out.
Sometimes I have to walk in my anger until I'm ready to let it go. I may have to consciously forgive others or myself before I'm ready to do this.
Sometimes I lose myself in work or activity and I have to be willing to let go of this external coping before I can deal with the hurt.
Solitude beckons me back into honesty with myself and vulnerable relationship with God where the real work of surrender, heart-softening, and hurt-healing can take place. Solitude is where I can begin to feel safe enough to again let my heart become like a child's heart, let go of my defenses, and know that God's embrace for me is real. Only in that place of solitude can I find the courage to let the healing begin.
Mmmm..
I cry alot. I am Male.
Posted by: jmccrimmon | March 16, 2006 at 04:15 AM