Well, I didn’t write this in time to join the ‘Recovery Round-up’ over at Julia’s, but I still want to encourage you to hop over there and find encouraging recovery posts from so many different people with so many different stories of hurt, victory, and joy in the journey of recovery!
I am also still thinking about and praying for those in Paris who are still hurting deeply and praying for them today.
Recovery changed the whole way that I look at the world for the better. Even though it was hard, God has worked all of it for good. These are the reasons why I will never be the same after recovery. I used to think of myself as a pretty ‘well put together’ person. I didn’t think of myself as someone who was broken or hurting or really even… sad or depressed. I floated through life. I floated past people who were struggling. Philippians 2:3 describes my lack of compassion back at the age of 15 or 16, almost perfectly. ‘Do nothing from rivalry or conceit, but in humility count others more significant than yourselves.’ I honestly didn’t think about others very much, if at all.
I’m ashamed to admit that about myself, but it’s true. I didn’t truly grasp the fact that love and compassion for others is of God. God is love. Because God so loved the world, He gave His Son for us. ‘Greater love hath no man than this than he lay down his life for his friend’ is one of the most beautiful verses in the Bible, because it points back to the self-sacrifice, the compassion, and the deep love of Jesus.
I didn’t understand that love. I took it for granted, and so I didn’t share it with others. It was terrifying to me to think that I could provide a listening ear for those who were struggling, because I never felt like I really understood them or that I wanted to care for them.
God knew exactly how He was going to complete that good work in me. Recovery was that vessel, a vessel to open my eyes to the broken hearted, sad, hurting people around me, people who needed the salvation of Jesus too, people who needed to come unto Him with their heavy burdens, see the glory of His grace, the beauty of His salvation and the fullness of His love.
After recovery, I really couldn’t shut my eyes to the hurting. I wanted to find other girls who were hurting and recovering and going through the mountains and valleys of recovery like Julia, Abby, Emmy, Alison, Alison, and so many others on Instagram and via Twitter or Facebook.
Now my prayer is this song… It’s absolutely beautiful, and it is my cry that I would have be Christ like in my eyes, hands, and feet to those who are broken, hurting, and healing. I want to be able to share the deep love of Christ with them that has so wonderfully freed and healed me.
Brandon Heath – Give Me Your Eyes
Looked down from a broken sky
Traced out by the city lights
My world from a mile high
Best seat in the house tonight
Touched down on the cold black top
Hold on for the sudden stop
Breathe in the familiar shock
All those people goin’ somewhere
Why have I never cared?
Give me Your eyes for just one second
Give me Your eyes so I can see
Everything that I keep missing
Give me Your love for humanity
Give me Your arms for the broken-hearted
The ones that are far beyond my reach
Give me Your heart for the ones forgotten
Give me Your eyes so I can see
So many out there are hurting, and if you ever want to reach out for a prayer request and to talk, please don’t hesitate to email me. You are not alone!
And something to make you smile! 🙂
Questions for You:
1. Where do you go when you’re hurting? Do you journal, talk, listen to music?
2. What are some of the best ways to reach out to those who are struggling?