I’m a military wife (and proud of it!!). We are currently in the process of doing a military move to our home state of Texas. While we have been home to visit several times, this time it’s different for me. I knew that moving back to Texas would bring back some unpleasant memories and feelings, but I didn’t think that it would hit me as hard as it has. It’s amazing how fast old feelings can come back…feelings that I’ve gotten past and haven’t had to deal with in a while. Feelings of not belonging, of being different, not fitting in…of being a leper. Feeling like I’ve been betrayed by my mom. While she didn’t actually know the abuse was going on, I think that she knew something wasn’t right, and ignored her gut instinct that said something was wrong.
It feels like I’m returning to the scene of the crime, and that is an unpleasant feeling indeed. While I was thinking about this yesterday I had a thought that I think only God would have put there. The thought was this…go to the house pray for it and bless it. Only God would say something like that. As I thought about it I could picture the layout of the house and the rooms in it. I tried to picture myself along with others praying in each room of the house, and I couldn’t handle it. I broke down and started to cry. I tryed to cry quitely as to not bring attention to myself. I didn’t want my husband to see that I was crying, and I didn’t want to tell him what was going on with me. Moving back to Texas is something that we have taked about and have both agreed to, and wanted to do. I don’t want him to feel bad that being home this time is harder for me than it has been in the past. I keep telling God that I don’t want to go back into bondage. Reminding God (and myself) that I have been delivered from my past, and there is no reason to allow those old feelings to riegn over me again. I’ve been asking God for strength to help me not to back slide into allowing my past to rule once again. I know God has set me free from it and I refuse to allow my past to try to rule over me again. I thank God for a very good friend of mine who called me yesterday, and talked to me. I felt so much better afterwards. I know that I can’t go to my childhood home alone and ask them if I can pray for their house, and I won’t even try to do that. The people living there don’t even know who I am, and would probably think I’m crazy. I would consider going with others for support. I don’t even know if I would be able to speak standing there in that house. I would probably need to have someone do the praying for me. I don’t know if I’m strong enough to do it, but I also know that God wouldn’t ask me to do something that I couldn’t handel.
As I lay in bed lastnight, I did pray for that house and asked God to bless the house and the rooms in it. I asked God to bind the pincipalites and powers, and evil spirits that were at work in the home, while I was growing up, to be bound in the name of Jesus, and to be sent to Jesus to be delt with according to God’s will. That the gound that was once cursed (because to me it feels like cursed ground) to now be blessed in the name of Jesus. I can honestly say that I feel much better today. Not all the feelings that I’ve been struggling with have gone away completly, but I’m confidante that they will. I will set my mind on things to come and not on my past. I know my God will help me through this!!