Every survivor of trauma knows
that hiding the pain deep down
in the pockets of our subconscious mind
will not remove the sting of it.
Every survivor knows--
and so we process, and we study, we read,
and we try to work it out,
like a thorn stuck in our foot.
We pick up the tweezers of truth and pry away at it--
while trying to hold back our tears and frustration.
I know.
I have worked as hard as any one I know, and I have grown wiser
in the process. I have learned that the chronic presence of pain
becomes consuming, and sometimes it is necessary to take a break
from all my efforts to "heal myself" and hope in the confidence
that while I rest, my Heavenly Father does not sleep.
See: www.beyond-abuse.org for a similar poem titled
Sometimes We Need To Rest Awhile
©
Linda settles
www.RedeemingOurTreasures.com
Edwin
A wonderful poem and if we cannot heal ourselves...and if we have faith..we shall be healed.
Sunshine to you, CarolHawks