Emotional pain can go undetected by onlookers when the person with the pain has lived with it for so long. Everyone has seen some sort of pain in their lives; not too many are strangers of it; it can help us to be shaped and to grow and to lean on God in desperate ways, or to retreat all together and try desperately to lick our wounds and wait for them to go away.
The truth of pain, as I know it, is that it does not go away, and difficult pasts are never forgotten. While God forgives and forgets, we as humans are not truly capable of forgetting, and painful memories and experiences can rear their ugly heads and creep into our everyday lives in ways that are very difficult to deal with.
I’ve been given an assignment from my therapist to read A DOOR OF HOPE and work through it with her; she says I am now ready for it. As I look for the book online and read through the excerpts, tears stream down my face as I encounter stories of other women who have experienced trauma as children and as adults and have been told lies as to how to deal with that pain.