Breaking Free to be Who God has Called ME to be: A journey to healing©

Breaking Free to be Who God has Called ME to be: A journey to healing©

As I sit here I am holding back the tears; tears from brokenness over the years.

Broken from perceptions, broken by the words, fears, past and present days.  A spirit of rejection resonate.

History of generational, relational, inherited pains. Pain that has left me limping, pains that remain…from my beginnings.

But you oh Lord, my Savior, your body was broken for me.  SATAN, YOU MUST FLEE.  Jehovah-Rapha, You are my God who heals thee.

Oh Lord, mend, heal the broken pieces of my heart, of my mind.  Broken from the pain that I’ve allowed to rule and control me. Ohhh Lord…I’m burden down. I hear you Lord calling me to your presence, saying “Come to Me, all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest.”  Rest my child, don’t you cry.  Wipe the tears from your eyes.

Am I there yet? No I haven’t arrived. But I’m on this journey, determined to thrive.

Determined to win this battle in my mind that comes and collides.  Colliding, in constant battle with the Word.  Trying to pull me down into that pit…I’m fighting with every hit.

From the fiery darts that try to block me, but I have the shield of faith to protect me.

I’ll never forget that feeling…Feeling of loneliness, being misunderstood.  To talk about it…”Ohhhh that doesn’t do any good.”  I’m standing on His Word, with hands lifted to the sky, with the Lord my banner, I will defeat my enemy, praying to my God…Jehovah-Nissi.

You’d say, “they wouldn’t understand how I feel,” ohhh but I know someone that will.

This battle I’m in…a battle of depression; of disparity; this spirit of rejection SHALL NOT RULE OVER ME.

God is breaking every chain that had you bound…Can’t you hear the sound…A sound of victory…I’m free to be me…fearfully and wonderfully made…ME

I hear it Lord, the breaking of the bondage chains, freeing me from the slavery of my mind and replacing them with Your Word…words of life; removing the strife.

I AM NOT afraid to be who You have made me: a strong woman with hopes and dreams, with needs, vulnerabilities yet strong, confident and determined.

I make my declaration today, I am all that YOU SAY that I am.  I am FREE TO BE ME.


As I sit here, watching the candle flicker, drinking a tasty cup of coffee, reading an inspiring book (other than thinking that I couldn’t remember the last time I had any alone time), I was thinking about my atmosphere and how warm and inviting it was.  Everything around me provoked creativity.  From the natural wooden floors, up the walls to the beautiful stained-glass art, from the naturalista at the front door to the bench-like tables and chairs; I could feel the creative juices starting to flow.  I was truly in a quiet space, just listening and wanting God to download something beautiful in my ear; a song or a poem.

It’s interesting how just changing your atmosphere can rejuvenate your spirit, revive gifts; revive you, or catapult your creativity to another level.  (Side note: that could also mean changing your fellowship). Are there people in your life that are stifling your growth?  Ok, that’s another message (LOL).  Moving on…

So can you imagine the revelation, the creativity, the transformation that could manifest if we were consistent in giving God our attention daily in our everyday tasks, taking time to get into a quiet place and have communion with Him? Selah.