Some notes on healing from childhood abuse


This post was generated from reading this article on child abuse/trauma. Before I start talking about that, let me say this, speaking of Jesus Chris: "But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed." (Isaiah 53:5) Victims of child abuse often feel they are to blame. Eventually, they may concede they were not to blame for being abused. If you still wonder, let me reiterate: you are not to blame. But the last part is what I want to focus on. Healing is possible through what Jesus Christ did at Calvary. Healing is part of the package that includes salvation and deliverance that was bought with a precious price. God wants us all to heal. 

I read the above article (perhaps I've posted it here previously, too) on Jan. 6. I felt God told me something that night about my situation. Without going into detail, I'm still praying about that and trusting God's timing. Anyway, healing is possible, as the article states, though total and complete healing comes only through Jesus Christ. As I write this, it feels impossible, but I am trusting God. For the record, I have all the symptoms listed, and more. PTSD is common with all forms of abuse/trauma. 

Let me state it is extremely hard for me to admit I was a victim in those ways. I resisted that thought most of my life, as I don't like the term victim, and I certainly don't want to be treated like that. I prefer the term survivor, though I often don't feel like a survivor. These things definitely got the best of me at times. In fact, they nearly killed me. 

Some of the path to healing that is listed seems helpful. Some I can't grasp because I don't like psychological jargon. I need real techniques that help me process and get to a better, safe place. 

Since I've already mentioned much about this concept in the many posts I've generated over the last three years, I'll spare anyone still reading any redundant comments. This seems to be the thing God keeps telling me to deal with, so that is my job. It makes sense since it affected so many aspects of my life, and still does. While I know it is a problem, I've never been aware of how to begin the process of healing. So, here we go? I just have to be obedient, and God will take care of the rest. A long time ago, a dear friend asked me about a troubling situation. My response was just do what God tells you to do; that's the best thing, and it lifts from us the weight of responsibility, which is a nice bonus. So, I'm taking my own advice. Pray I am faithful to continue the process even if it gets hard, if you feel compelled. 

Thank you for reading, and God bless.

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