Personal Narrative: Healing Of Memories

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Healing of Memories II
Every so often I encounter people whose lives are very complex and troubled. Over and over again, they are either entering into a crisis or just coming out of one and usually the crux of the matter surrounds their inability to receive love or to give love. Deprivation of unconditional affirming love creates a deep void in the heart of a human being and becomes the hidden negative motivating force that affects decision after decision. Jesus made wise decisions out of the affirming, loving relationship He shared with His Heavenly Father who publically said on more than one occasion “You are
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She was always in pain, but the pain could never be isolated or diagnosed. As I got to know her, I discovered she had a distant relationship with her father and a love/ hate relationship with her mom. Her relationship with her husband and children was fragile and unpredictable. Through the process of working on a teaching program with her, I was able to listen to and observe her reactions and interactions over an extended period of time. She was musically talented and demonstrated he personal faith in Jesus as her Saviour and Lord in praise and …show more content…
This was not unusual for she had helped me with advice in teaching a Christian education class. She was more than willing to do a little trouble shooting with me. I told her it was about a mom who had a hard decision to make, and I wondered what wisdom she could offer to me about what would be the right thing for a mom to do in telling or not telling her child. Carefully disguising any identity, I told her the story of her mom’s pregnancy (anonymously) and the circumstances surrounding carrying the child to term. I had only got to the part where the mom had stopped the abortion procedure when her eyes grew large, and she said to me. “That’s me swimming, that’s my mom,” and she broke into tears, not of pain but of healing. Out of her came years of anger and resentment toward her mom for which she could find no reason but which was so profoundly real and personal! The Holy Spirit had led her to see herself and see her mom as loving her so much as to lay down her life for her infant daughter. Again, I led her in prayers of repentance, forgiveness and healing. Mom lived only a few doors from the church, and we walked over to see her together. This daughter reached out to her mom, putting her arms around her spontaneously saying something she did

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