A Look Back: Reflections on Healing, Faith, and Growth
Healing is a process—one that requires patience, surrender, and faith. It isn’t a quick fix or a one-time event, but a journey of breaking old cycles, learning new truths, and stepping into freedom. Through it all, I’ve learned that true healing doesn’t come from simply facing the past, but from allowing God to transform it. He doesn’t just patch up wounds—He makes all things new.
I’m sharing this post again because it’s a reminder of where healing begins and how it continues. Today, I maintain my mental and emotional health through coaching therapy, a tool that keeps me intentional and aware. But my greatest source of strength remains in God. My worship life is stronger than ever, my time in the Word keeps me steady. I see now more than ever that while therapy helped and structured my healing, God was always the foundation. Without Him, it would not have held the power.
I am thankful beyond measure that God walked me through every rocky ridge, every storm, and every unbearable blistering sting that forced me to face the hardest parts of my story. It was excruciating at times, but every painful step was worth it—not just for me, but for my family. I see the garden flourishing because God led me through the pruning. He is so, so good.
So as you read these words below, read them with an open heart, guarded only by God. Know that with Him, anything is possible. Without Him, nothing truly is.
Your health—is all-inclusive. It’s everything you do. What you do, what you eat, what you see, hear, and believe. It’s your habits, your conversations, and the people in your circle. Light attracts light, and darkness does the same. So, what kind of life do you want?
Choose. And then Arise and Go.
From Broken to Whole: A Journey of Healing
The hardest, most suffocating feeling I’ve ever experienced is believing everything is out of my hands. The pain, loss, and struggles piled up, and I felt powerless. I fought everyone, including myself. But I’ve learned something: while some things are truly beyond our control, not everything is.
You don’t choose the family you’re born into. You don’t control how you’re treated as a child. These things shape you, altering the person you become to a point. For a long time, I let my past define me. Eventually, I realized I had a choice—either stay stuck in the pain or let it refine me and strengthen me.
The Turning Point
Healing didn’t come easily. It took deep therapy, an unwavering connection with Jesus, and intentional changes in my health—herbs, water, movement, and time in the Word. My therapy journey was long, a step-by-step process of sorting through past trauma, letting go of what no longer served me, and reclaiming my peace.
I stopped being triggered by the past. I saw things clearly—people’s manipulations, empty words, the cycles of dysfunction. But instead of reacting, I learned to stay calm, unbothered, and rooted in faith. I cut the strings of control others had over me.
That was the most freeing moment of my life.
Understanding Without Expectation
Through therapy, I confronted painful events and even tried having honest conversations with family. They didn’t go well. There was denial, deflection, and accusations. But I realized I didn’t need validation. I wasn’t looking for an apology—I just wanted to acknowledge the truth. And I did.
Then, something surprising happened. I started seeing my parents’ pain alongside my own. I recognized the cycles of hurt they carried and decided I was stopping this madding cycle. I chose to extend grace, not for only them, but for my own healing as well. I let go of needing them to be anything different than who they were. That choice gave me freedom. It was simply whatever it was going to be. I had a life still live.
The Battle of the Mind
For years, I struggled with purpose, feeling lost and unworthy. I believed the lies spoken over me—that I was useless, lazy, trash. It takes time and effort to rewire your mind, to undo years of self-doubt.
I had shut myself off from the world, believing I didn’t need anyone but at the same time needing someone to care. AN enteral battle. Through growing closer to Jesus I learned that God created us to need each other. We were made for relationships, for love, for connection. The deeper my faith grew, the more I realized my strength wasn’t in isolation but in Him.
Change Your Mind, Change Your Life
“I pray that the eyes of your heart may be enlightened in order that you may know the hope to which he has called you.” – Ephesians 1:18
Changing your thoughts is hard when negativity has been your default. But if you believe you can’t heal, you’re right. And if you believe you can—you’re also right.
God always had a dream for me. He called me to be a mother, a wife, a writer, a homemaker. The world may call those things small, but raising the next generation is anything but. I had to stop letting my past hold my future hostage.
Healing is work. It’s daily, intentional effort. It’s prayer, therapy, and setting boundaries. It’s learning to have compassion—not just for others, but for myself. I had always been the one to figure things out alone, so I never allowed myself grace. But God didn’t create me to be hardened—He created me to be strong through Him.
Never Lose Hope
God is my hope. His plan for my life isn’t something I have to force—it’s something I walk into with trust. He has already given me everything I need; I just had to see it.
My calling will evolve, but it will always be rooted in Him. I don’t have to live in regret. I don’t have to grieve a past I can’t change. Instead, I choose to fully live in the life God has given me.
For so long, I didn’t see His plan. I prayed through doubt and fought against lies, convincing myself I was worth more than my past. And every day, I moved closer to believing it. My faith grew. My confidence in His purpose strengthened.
Finally, I no longer fight against God’s plan—I embrace it. That is the real gift.
Walking Forward in Faith
Healing is messy, nonlinear, and ongoing. But every morning, I wake up grateful that I was one of the ninety-nine He came back for. Without Him, I wouldn’t be here.
If you’re in that place of feeling lost—hold on. Healing takes time, but God is walking through it with you. You are not alone.
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