Hiding, Hurting, Healing

i know god has plans for where he's leading me...what he's releasing me into...but sometimes i feel like he puts me in assignments that are a little bit too "big" for me. a lady in the 'god's girl' class asked if i'd come and speak at a 'hiding, hurting, healing' group. for those who've never heard of that, it's a meeting for women who've been abused. together, they try to process their experiences and discover god in the midst of it all. it's the big time of what 'hurt' means...coupled with the big time of what 'healing' could mean.

so needless to say, i felt a little small for the task...to talk about god as our loving father...and that we can actually experience that relationship.

instead of doing a "teaching", we went with the good 'ol testimony. and surprisingly, i found that with women...we don't always need to know that someone's experience is exactly like ours or not...instead, it's more a question of whether the heart is real in it's facing of pain. from there, we can dare to ask if father god could actually help us see the real princess in there...and not the wallflower in hiding.

i have to say...being around women who've survived some of the toughest stuff there is...yet women who are looking to heal...THAT is strength. and it made me think...satan should be very afraid of that girl.