I am still hurting. When the pain fades, then I will know I am healing.
I am still grieving. When I see the future, then I will know I am healing.
I am still drifting. When my anchor hits the Rock, then I will know that I am healing.
I am still unable to trust others. When I reach out, then I will know that I am healing.
I am still running. When the running stops, then I will know I am healing.
I am still disillusioned. When the fog clears, then I will know that I am healing.
I am still vengeful. When retribution is surrendered, then I will know that I am healing.
I am still weakened. When my strength is irrelevant, then I will know that I am healing.
I am still timid. When courage revives, then I will know that I am healing.
I am still angry. When hatred is overwhelmed by forgiveness, then I will know that I am healing.
I know that I am healing because healing is a process with an end. What seems impossible to us is not with Him at our side. He is the great Healer, and He awaits me at the conclusion of this journey.
May you continue in your healing – this too will pass.
The healing continues but the memory of the hurts are still there. Even though we forgive we do not forget. My theory is that God does not completely erase the memory from our minds as a means of protection so we don’t get hurt again.
You are exactly right. No matter how much it hurts, God does use pain to direct our steps, and mold our lives. We are who we are because of where we have been.