The day we trusted Jesus, we were set free from bondage.
I didn’t know her, but the vulnerable thoughts she’d penned pierced my heart.
I realized where I was stuck. I was stuck in jealousy–wanting the childhood she had. Wanting. Wishing. But, not having.
She spoke of jealousy, but what I heard in those words? Grief. Yearning. Broken-hearted longing. If I had to guess? This woman, like so many, grew up in dysfunction.
She may have been raised in a home with an empty pantry and only harsh, angry words to nourish a girl’s hungry soul. Hers may have been the home other children politely refused to visit because they’d heard the shouting and cursing seeping from the walls in the dark of the night. Or, she might have been the child shivering beneath the covers because the heating bill had been neglected in favor of another bottle of her stepfather’s favorite whiskey.
If that is part of your story? I. Am. Sorry.
Something is terribly broken in a world where children grow up with hungry stomachs and hungrier hearts.
You can do something different, dear one.
And if we are honest, we all might admit the truth…
Even the best families are dysfunctional. While not everyone experienced a childhood without a father or cleaned up after an addicted parent, we all know this one thing.
Our. Parents. Were. Not. Perfect.
And, of course, neither are we.
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Yes, but not our own power. Instead, we can turn to the one who is All-Powerful.”]
The Spirit of the Sovereign Lord is on me,
    because the Lord has anointed me
    to proclaim good news to the poor.
He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted,
    to proclaim freedom for the captives
    and release from darkness for the prisoners…(Isaiah 61:1)
But to begin moving in that direction? We need to recognize the hurts and habits that moved into our marriages and families uninvited. Call them out. Denounce their destructiveness and invite the Holy Spirit into the walls of our homes and hearts.
Unabated sarcasm? Angry outbursts? Shutting down? Shutting out? Whatever the sin. Name it, friend, and He will begin to unfasten the chains.
Invite His correction. Accept His instruction. Trust His direction.
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There may be times we wander into the dark den that once held us captive, but we don’t belong there. Remember,[bbctt tweet=”the day we trusted Jesus we were set free from bondage”]. The door stands open. Let’s trust Him enough to step across the threshold.
In His love and grace,
Tammy