Blissful Days part 1: Opening our wounds to Christ
We learn to appreciate life by living it... I was out for a while... hibernating...this time, with a friend who snatched me away from my ab'normal' crazy days leaving behind tons of work in my desk and my phone mute (for several days) . I was unmindful of the endless calls and messages at home and in the office. I have not been my 'usual' self since the pilgrimage I had in 2019. A wall I have carefully built between myself and others was torn down and I felt myself vulnerable once again in the face of familiar people. I thought that I have outgrown the hurts that I have in the past but experiencing the Lord in Jerusalem exposed my brokenness ~ I started feeling again. The voices I have learned to drown emerged and the pains were unburied. I thought tears was a sign of weakness (I have stopped crying for five years) . But I lost my composure before His tomb... I did not lose my peace... I realized that I never had it in the first place....