Where was God when you experienced your deepest pain? Where was He in the room when your heart was dealt the most crushing blow? The one you thought you’d never recover from… Where was He when that person traumatized you? When that loss broke you? When it was all you could do just to function?
Read MoreMemories of trauma pierce effortlessly like the tip of a well sharpened weapon at the most tender wounds. They suck the breath right out of your lungs. Another memory comes quickly before you have the chance to catch it.
Without realizing it, you’re holding your breath as you relive what feels like yesterday, no matter how long it’s been.
Read MoreWhat does BECOMING look like? I think it looks like a birthing process. Indescribable pain that words can’t give full justice too. Unrelenting, savage experiences that build up the warrior in you. Relentless grit poured in layers that forms the foundation of who you’re BECOMING.
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