I experienced a turning point this morning. Down in the very sacred parts of me.
I’ve shared with people who ask, that I was saved at a very young age. I grew up in church and never remember a time where I did not believe in the things recorded in the Bible.
I also, don’t remember a time where I was living a sinner and was suddenly overcome with forgiveness and shed my old self. This may not make sense to most, because that is pretty much the definition of getting saved. Giving one’s life over to Jesus.
I’ve listened to speeches from people who have survived prison and been born again. I’ve also attended conferences where women have come out of sex trafficking and are now using their newfound faith to reach people all across the planet. Because these were incredibly moving, I felt like I was somehow shorted. How could I possibly make a difference if I didn’t have a story like that? After hearing many, many testimonies of believers giving their life over to Jesus and the miracle that surrounds that…..I almost craved to hear my own story. Truth is, I didn’t believe I had a story as amazing as those.
Now, as an adult, having reached a point where I can really sift through my life and truly digest the horrors I have lived through – my eyes are being opened.
For the past few weeks, I have really been struggling. Iv’e been struggling with shame and forgiving myself for my past. I grew up a Christian, this is true. However, I went through a good chunk of time (7-8 years) where I was not following the Lord. Sure, I still believed in Him, but you would never know it by my actions. I was leading a life I was not proud of. I can’t really tell you one specific reason WHY I was doing the things I was doing, but I was. And in full force. There really wasn’t any stopping me. Most people who know me now, and didn’t know me then, may find it hard to believe when I tell them the things I have done.
I have felt this urge to be honest about my past as a part of the healing process, but I’m finding some difficulty in this. In the past, I was unashamed about my actions and would really tell anyone who sat in front of me. It really wasn’t shocking to the people I chose to surround myself with. They had all done them or knew people who had. I live in a new part of the country and have found myself surrounded by some of the most amazing people! I feel incredibly blessed to have found not only an amazing group of friends, but also a church home like none I have ever experienced before. I think just having those things, has allowed me to feel safe and supported. Stable.
With this, comes a downside. Because I am surrounded by amazing people who have standards…..I feel much more shame when talking about the things Iv’e done. Not because they are judgmental, in fact they are far from it. But, because they aren’t desensitized to it like the people from my past. They feel strong emotion when they hear things of this nature. It hurts their heart. Because they genuinely care. So with that said, I am in a constant state of confusion. Do I share what Iv’e been through and done? Do those things matter anymore? In order to know me as a person, must someone know about my past? The answer, I believe, is yes.
I think about the deep splinter our daughter got in her foot. It was probably 4-5 inches long and deep in the skin of her foot. I think about how I had to sterilize and cut the skin with a razor blade in order to get it out before I could even begin to clean the wound. She was so brave to sit through such a scary thing. In fact, I worked hard to steady my own hands. I was just as nervous.
Are emotional wounds different? How scary and painful it must be to get the bad stuff out. It literally feels like a cut to the heart in order to drain the bad stuff. It is certainly scary. The people who are a part of this journey with us may feel scared too. But once the bad is out, we can not only see the wound better but we can begin to treat it properly. It is then, that the healing can begin. It may leave a scar, but it doesn’t have to be painful anymore.
So when I tell people about how detached I became when my parents divorced my seventh grade year, or how numb I was when I had an abortion at the age of 17, or how betrayed I felt when I discovered my stepdad was masturbating to pictures of me in my room, or how I don’t remember losing my virginity, or how desperate I felt trying to escape my abusive relationship in college, or how much attention I was craving while I was having premarital sex with strangers, or how lost I felt as I binge drank myself into blackouts for years, or how I spent my four year college loan in one year, or how unsatisfied I was with my body as I went under the knife to permanently change my body through cosmetic surgery and tattoos, or how low I felt when I walked in on my daughter’s dad cheating on me for the 7th time, or how strange I felt to be a single mother who had never even been married, or how helpless I felt when I wasn’t there for my daughter as she watched her dad attempt suicide, or how I couldn’t accept that a wonderful guy would want to marry me knowing all of that…………….I don’t have to be ashamed. Jesus made sure of it. He shed his blood to forgive people like me.
This morning in church as the feelings of shame flooded every fiber of my being and the pastor and worship team followed the Holy Spirit’s lead, tears began to pour out. The church gave an open invitation to those who did not yet know Jesus to make their way to the front so they could pray together. The whole time I wept. Although I am already saved, I felt God’s forgiveness flood through my soul and wipe clean any harbored shame I have kept hidden for all of these years. And that, my friends is one of the most beautiful things I have ever experienced in my 28 years.
14 thoughts on “Transparency: seeing through shame”
Beautiful, Lakin. Praise God for His Grace.
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Thank you Janet! God has proven himself faithful, yet again!
Lakin.. I read a truth recently- Being Broken Makes you Qualified- Qualifed because Jesus Covers you. Thank you for sharing so much. to be known is the greatest gift another can give us.. as you continue on your journey in seeing how God wants you to use the Broken from your life for His glory, I will be praying for you and stand in awe, once again, at how your life is the evidence for the Deep Love of our Savior toward us.. as the greatest love story continues to be told in your life. I love you Lakin!!!
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Thank you for the virtual hugs, Sherronna! ❤️❤️
Lakin you are a beautiful person inside and out. I knew that from the first time I met you in our mom group. We have all made mistakes in our past mistakes that we are ashamed of. But we have a forgiving God. Our past may shape us into who we are today but it certainly does not define us. Thank you for sharing your story. Much respect and love for you for your courage and bravery.
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That moms group really paved the way for so many meaningful friendships! Thank you for the sweet things you said! I look forward to seeing where this group takes us! ❤️
An absolutely beautiful testimony. You would be surprised at the deeply imperfect past most of us have. Thank you for reminding us that as followers of Christ, we don’t have to be ashamed. ❤️ You have such a beautiful soul and I am so blessed to know you and your sweet family!
Thank you so much Brooklyn!
Lakin, God’s beauty shines through you!
Thank you! ❤️
Larkin, this is so beautifully brave.
This is absolutely beautiful and so true. I identify so much with parts of your story, as I am post-abortive as well. God is so good , and can always use our pain for his purpose and glory. I’m so blessed that I found your blog.
Thank you for commenting! I have been absent from my blog as I process, but so happy you are here! I plan on writing more soon. Feel free to find our Mama Knows Mess Community group on Facebook!