This reading brought me peace this morning. Stumbling through navigation of mother wounds and childhood trauma of my own, I was gently and unexpectedly comforted at how this made me feel seen. This is my first time reading anything from Rapt. Not even sure how I got subscribed. But glad I did. God knows how to reach us and knows what we need.
Teleace, it is not easy to let ourselves feel — to address our pain and emotions — and I love how we can come together, like children with open hearts, and encourage each other to continue to let Jesus into these tender places. I am so happy you’ve found Rapt. Have you visited the main website for all the resources about encountering God? Here it is, in case: https://raptinterviews.com/
I am so very moved by your words, Jen. Specifically below:
“I think about loving myself and letting God love me, and I yearn for that to be so much more effortless than it is.
You can be strong as well as vulnerable. How else can you be fearless? How else can you rely completely on Me?
The ferns let themselves be moved, and I adore them for that.”
I am there with you, under the trees, walking in sap, feeling stuck in myself. There is a little girl, small and skinny, strawberry blonde hair framing bright, curious blue eyes. She wears a sun dress of pinks and yellows, straps tied into little bows at her shoulders. She is silly and fearless, smart and strong within. She is precious and sweet, a little girl with a GIANT heart, and a BIG imagination. She is joyful, bold, unafraid to shine with her Father’s light.
She is me at 5, I was a flower girl in a garden wedding, baby’s breath woven into my hair. I was playing under the giant oak with the other children, when my dad grabs and jerks me away and scolds me, for what, I cannot remember. I was deflated… and remained so for a very long time. Until, one day, I was staring at that pic, that darling little face, and in my mind’s eye and from within my heart, I picked up that little girl and held her close to my heart. I told her that she IS LOVED, Jesus is holding us both and will never let go! She is safe and protected. Healing is HERE! Freedom is NOW!
Jesus holds me, every part of me and every person I’ve been, and will ever be.
Kerri, oh, wow, I am soaking up this amazing, stunning image of you, the little girl whom you, with Jesus, pursued and loved and held close. I am so encouraged by your action —your choice to fearlessly move into this space with her, resolute that she would no longer feel confused or sad or abandoned. Thank you. What a gift you’ve shared here.
This reading brought me peace this morning. Stumbling through navigation of mother wounds and childhood trauma of my own, I was gently and unexpectedly comforted at how this made me feel seen. This is my first time reading anything from Rapt. Not even sure how I got subscribed. But glad I did. God knows how to reach us and knows what we need.
Teleace, it is not easy to let ourselves feel — to address our pain and emotions — and I love how we can come together, like children with open hearts, and encourage each other to continue to let Jesus into these tender places. I am so happy you’ve found Rapt. Have you visited the main website for all the resources about encountering God? Here it is, in case: https://raptinterviews.com/
I am so very moved by your words, Jen. Specifically below:
“I think about loving myself and letting God love me, and I yearn for that to be so much more effortless than it is.
You can be strong as well as vulnerable. How else can you be fearless? How else can you rely completely on Me?
The ferns let themselves be moved, and I adore them for that.”
I am there with you, under the trees, walking in sap, feeling stuck in myself. There is a little girl, small and skinny, strawberry blonde hair framing bright, curious blue eyes. She wears a sun dress of pinks and yellows, straps tied into little bows at her shoulders. She is silly and fearless, smart and strong within. She is precious and sweet, a little girl with a GIANT heart, and a BIG imagination. She is joyful, bold, unafraid to shine with her Father’s light.
She is me at 5, I was a flower girl in a garden wedding, baby’s breath woven into my hair. I was playing under the giant oak with the other children, when my dad grabs and jerks me away and scolds me, for what, I cannot remember. I was deflated… and remained so for a very long time. Until, one day, I was staring at that pic, that darling little face, and in my mind’s eye and from within my heart, I picked up that little girl and held her close to my heart. I told her that she IS LOVED, Jesus is holding us both and will never let go! She is safe and protected. Healing is HERE! Freedom is NOW!
Jesus holds me, every part of me and every person I’ve been, and will ever be.
Kerri, oh, wow, I am soaking up this amazing, stunning image of you, the little girl whom you, with Jesus, pursued and loved and held close. I am so encouraged by your action —your choice to fearlessly move into this space with her, resolute that she would no longer feel confused or sad or abandoned. Thank you. What a gift you’ve shared here.