Ever heard the term, "frozen rage"? I remember years ago someone accusing me of harboring it and I laughed because I was unaware of the smoldering volcano full of years of hidden hurts. I am just now understanding how I am wired and what my heart has been through. Loss of parents and a sibling, grown children leaving home, dear friends dying, aunts dying, friends moving, all the chaos of mid-life and its swirling questions trip up internal wires to unprocessed feelings, like some landmine that was never safely detonated.
This has been a long season of setting off the raging minefield in my soul. Under the surface was unrecognized anger and each new devastation tripped me up exposing the grief, fear and fury. Finally, streams of living water are melting thin ice and life is being restored. Winter is nearly over.
I wonder about your story and how it affects you as you live, move and have your being.
Medicine from Sacred Scripture:
"Then I became in His eyes as one who had found peace." Song of Solomon 8:10
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