Search me, O God, and know my heart; Try me, and know my anxieties; And see if there is any wicked way in me, And lead me in the way everlasting. – Psalms 139:23-24
There had been many years that I lived with anxiety, a fear of the unknown, and this worry growing up. My mother worried excessively. I grew up afraid of almost everything because of her fear.
There was constant dissension in our lives, coming at us from all directions. It wasn’t until I truly gave my life to the Lord, as an adult, that I was able to understand this generational sin trying to entangle me.
When we’re dealing with mental illness, it seems impossible for anyone to move forward. How do we get through these periods of disillusion? How do we overcome the physical/mental challenges, but, also, the spiritual attacks surrounding them?
When I imagine mental illness, I do see it more as a spiritual assault on the mind. The enemy has taken an overwhelmingly painful situation, maybe from childhood, trying to break our minds, and in causing this mental entanglement. It’s a division of mind, body and soul. But if we can’t overcome the mind, then how do we overcome the spiritual warfare all around us?
Full Surrender
I’ve seen the amount of damage a dysfunctional family dynamic can cause. I lived with it, and was personally treated for anxiety for many years.
When I made a decision to fight it, eventually being weaned off the anxiety medication (for it), I was free to allow God to heal my heart (and to free my mind) of this.
It took years of surrendering completely. You see, it wasn’t a disorder of anxiety that ailed me, but a broken heart, a wounded spirit, and a lot of unforgiveness. I was hurt. I had been abused, and I didn’t trust anyone.
I was a victim in my own world. I was stuck in a prison with the door wide open. I was scared to leave what I only knew to be the norm for me. I learned to survive in what seemed to be a godforsaken world, and I didn’t have any hope of getting past it.
The Choices We Make
I watch the world, the choices we each make, day in and day out, wondering if there will ever be true peace or contentment in the heart of man. My struggles were real, and it took me hitting rock bottom, and almost dying, to finally look up. It was a painful experience, but a blessing all the same. What didn’t kill me, made me stronger, and I found hope to get through it (only in Christ).
My epiphany came when I surrendered my life to Him. He was diligent in His efforts to reach me. He came to me, time and time again, but I continually rejected Him, believing I could manage on my own. He revealed His face to me in my darkest hour, and I finally accepted Him, surrendering to Him. It was between me and Him, and I chose Him in that instance. He comforted me and told me it was going to be alright. The choices I had made were forgiven, and I knew without a doubt that He loved me.
We do not have to be a product of our environment. We are exactly who we are (in Christ), even though we live in a sinful world. We are God’s children, precious and loved, no matter what our circumstances may be. Jesus Christ died for our sins for this purpose. He’s given us a “way out,” a way back to God.
It has to be a choice. Our choice. You have to choose Him, and not because I told you to. You have to come to the end of yourself, no matter what it takes to get you there. I was stubborn. I was deeply hurt, and I had a lot of this unforgiveness to let go of.
A Weapon Formed Against Us
Bitterness is a weapon the enemy has no problem using. It is sin that stems out of heartache and pain, and many of us were only children when we were inflicted with it. It causes a heart to harden and not feel loved. Imagine the puppy that has been beaten its whole life, all to grow up becoming a vicious dog.
Without love, we’re all hopeless. Love heals, and the enemy knows this. Abuse, trauma, growing up in a generational curse (of dysfunction), it’s a viscous cycle that will try to keep repeating itself.
Put an end to the generational curses in your home, in your family. Make a conscious decision that it ends with you, and do your part to help in the healing process (for your own family).
Break free from the chains that bind you, telling the devil, “No more!”
The Proof In Your Story
Do yourself and your family a service by forgiving those who have hurt you. Choose forgiveness, no matter what has happened. It’s the past, let it go, and make way for a brighter future. Love those, even if they choose to go a different direction. Be a beacon of light for others (to help find their way), allowing the light of Christ to shine through you.
When anyone asks me, “How do you know God is real?” I simply explain how He’s changed me (my life). I know my heart, and I know how different I am. I am the proof in my own story, and I am grateful to Him for rescuing me.
He is reaching out for you. Please take His hand. Allow Him to rescue you from the depths of your own pain and despair. The heartache is real; I get it. Let Him submerge you in His love and grace. He is your lifeboat, He is your preserver… Your hope can be found in Him.
Surrender to Him, and you, too, will know the difference. People will see it, and your love for Him will reflect onto others, as His love spreads, and continues to heal our land.🙌🌎