Honey Dips – Thoughts on 9/11

We remember it distinctly —- the day terrorism shook our worlds.

We remember where we were, who we were with and what we were doing; and even years after the tragedy, we still remember the feelings that filled our hearts.

Perhaps the most challenging part about remembering tragedies is that the memories still remain vivid and real, no matter the amount of years that have passed or the numerous changes that occurred in our lives after the tragedy….memories are dangerous long livers, never leaving the crevices of our hearts or the compartments of our minds.

Every year, I remember how I was filled to the brim of my heart with fear and anxiety….I knew evil existed in the world but I never knew of an evil that was capable of taking form as it did on 9/11.

That day expanded my understanding of the evil that exists in the world.

I remember how 9/11 made me feel on that tragic day and I can’t imagine the deep hurtful emotions that the tragedy released and still releases in those who lost their loved ones.

Tragedies like 9/11 change our lives forever. Whether we are directly or indirectly affected by such gruesome, unexplainable acts, we are never left the same.

There are many of us who have been plummeted by the overwhelming emotions birthed by a tragedy. Our hearts are heavy and weary and we search for constant peace and security as each day passes. We move through the maze of life hoping for an ounce of happiness. We live empty, burdened lives….the pain begins to change us and when we look into the mirror, we are unaware of the skeleton that stands in front of us.

We wonder if we will get through the pain and if God will help us to get through this season; we wonder if we can ever forgive ourselves, God and the individual(s) who caused us pain; we wonder if we will make it through this season of turbulence.

Today, you may be battling a pain that is common to man but unfamiliar to your spirit, you may feel like a stranger and wonder if you will last another day; you may be suffering in silence or secret or suffering on a grand scale….whatever the pain you are battling with…be encouraged that you will get through this pain with Christ as your guide. WE will get through this season, this period, this phase, this tragedy…it will not be a quick or pain free process but if we place every ounce of pain in the hand of God, He will use the mess for a greater purpose and move us through this pain until we are whole again.

Though the memories may never disappear, their impact on our emotions can lose their power, when we give God those vivid, hurtful memories.

God’s love will guide us to new friends, renewed purposes, and a new identity. God’s love will light up the darkness that exists in our hearts. God’s love will make us whole again.

In this your moment of pain, walk or crawl in the love of God for there is where wholeness will come.

– Dee

(c) 2013, Dentrecia Blanchette

Honey Dips – Emotionally Wounded

“If you were treating the open wounds of accident victims you would realize that the most gentle, well-meaning touch could send patients reeling. You would not be offended if someone you were seeking to help lashed out in pain with almost involuntary action. You would half expect it. But imagine the confusion if the wounds were invisible and the person looked uninjured. Consider the further complication if in that person’s experience everyone who had tried to help (and how does he know you will be any different?) had in their ignorance done little but inflict pain.”

Emotionally wounded people cannot help but be highly sensitive. Words hit them like whips. It is vital then that they be treated verbally with the careful tenderness you would use if you were dressing gaping physical wounds. Once we understand the seriousness of emotional wounds, it’s surprisingly easy to employ the Christ-like graces of turning the other cheek and using the soft answer that turns away wrath.

When we realize an outburst is just the pain talking, we no longer take it to heart. Only a fool takes personally the actions of someone drunk with pain. Now, there is no excuse for being rude and disrespectful. But let’s try for a minute to look at everyone through Gods eyes, and maybe understand that alot of it is rooted in deepest inner pain and insecurities, we will be less quick to harshly judge and hurt them even further. Sometimes we give up too quickly on those whom God sends our way to help. Instead of attacking them, how can we make a difference in their lives?

Do you know someone in your own life who just can’t seem to be positive, ever? Who is rude, and aggressively annoying? Can we look beyond our own offense, and extend God’s Love towards them…even while they are doing things we don’t necessarily like or agree with?