16-12-2016, 01:13 PM
“Miraculously healed"
It’s no surprise that people with a problematic past can have major difficulties in relationships as life progresses.
I had a problematic past and I really struggled relating at school, with my family, in marriage, in church and with God.
My mother was reared in a children’s home in the 1920s, where she suffered cruelty and abuse. She had been taken there, aged three, because her father abused her and attacked her with a knife.
My own father suffered the tragic deaths of his sister and brother and, as a result, became embroiled in unhealthy spiritual activities under his mother’s possessiveness and manipulation.
My sister nearly died when she was three years old. My parents’ reaction was to treat her like a princess. They wanted a son, so they tried for another baby.
Unfortunately, being a second daughter, I didn’t ‘fit the bill’. My mother told me often how she had tried to kill me but then felt scared of the consequences, so she ‘farmed me out’ as often as possible but when I was with her she was violent and inappropriately abusive.
For many years my grandmother and father used me for things that are best not spoken of here. It’s not just the pain of trauma that needs healing, but the beliefs we form from that trauma.
Beliefs about ourselves God, life and others: In addition, we have an enemy who sits on the tail of our pain and wrong beliefs and can cause havoc in our lives.
I suffered all these. The saving grace in my life was my Christian Grandpa. He taught me the Gospel through flowers – telling me the stories of Jesus appropriate to the month the flowers bloomed and the nature of the flower: Christmas roses for the nativity; snowdrops for purity, cleansing and forgiveness; daffodils for new life and resurrection; forget-me-nots for the constancy of God’s love. So I always had a sense of God and the truth.
It’s no surprise that people with a problematic past can have major difficulties in relationships as life progresses.
I had a problematic past and I really struggled relating at school, with my family, in marriage, in church and with God.
My mother was reared in a children’s home in the 1920s, where she suffered cruelty and abuse. She had been taken there, aged three, because her father abused her and attacked her with a knife.
My own father suffered the tragic deaths of his sister and brother and, as a result, became embroiled in unhealthy spiritual activities under his mother’s possessiveness and manipulation.
My sister nearly died when she was three years old. My parents’ reaction was to treat her like a princess. They wanted a son, so they tried for another baby.
Unfortunately, being a second daughter, I didn’t ‘fit the bill’. My mother told me often how she had tried to kill me but then felt scared of the consequences, so she ‘farmed me out’ as often as possible but when I was with her she was violent and inappropriately abusive.
For many years my grandmother and father used me for things that are best not spoken of here. It’s not just the pain of trauma that needs healing, but the beliefs we form from that trauma.
Beliefs about ourselves God, life and others: In addition, we have an enemy who sits on the tail of our pain and wrong beliefs and can cause havoc in our lives.
I suffered all these. The saving grace in my life was my Christian Grandpa. He taught me the Gospel through flowers – telling me the stories of Jesus appropriate to the month the flowers bloomed and the nature of the flower: Christmas roses for the nativity; snowdrops for purity, cleansing and forgiveness; daffodils for new life and resurrection; forget-me-nots for the constancy of God’s love. So I always had a sense of God and the truth.
