"Cheaper than therapy." Is something all of us have heard. Ranging from ice cream(which I REALLY adore) to shopping. But in truth that is a temporary fix to a permanent problem. It is like plugging out the warning lights in your car and believing the problem is fixed. But that is in truth, only a really stupid thing to do. So, therapy is the place where we open up the hood and look at the engine. Does it need repairs? Does it need petrol? Does it need to stop running from it's past? Duck tape isn't going to do much good for broken bones. Yet, we (I) keep doing this with emotions. I run till I am tired, hide till I'm sick and numb the pain till I can't feel the brokenness. I believe the pain of losing a father does not exist in my heart anymore. But it is still there and it has been a silent killer of many things in my life. Then having a complicated relationship with my step dad. Somewhere I lost a crucial piece of myself. I formed many coping mechanism and stopped living for a few days, to a few years. Even wondering who is this 'Heavenly Father?' Not really asking, "where are you, Pappa?" But, "who are you, Pappa?" Yet somewhere, somehow He found a way to help me. Well, helping me everyday with my crippling fears and a weird constant sadness. Because I realized Jesus didn't save us, he saves us. Each day what he did on the cross heals us. Because everyday we have a new part of us that needs to be repaired. Seeing him scared like me was one of the biggest reasons I followed him. Because I thought, 'dang', if anyone could have issues it would be Him. Because I have been through a lot of things but never being a sacrifice. So, here is the question of today. "If there was one thing you wish you could talk about, through and over. What would it be?" Then press the contact button and talk about it. So, that it can heal with the man that was broken for us.
