dailydatewithgod

God holds.  One of the aspects of incest survival is the incessant vigilance for safety.  I had a mixed experience growing up in my house, there was a lot of love but also sickness.  For me there was an undercurrent of lack of safety.  I turned to things that I perceived as making me safe and food was a primary one.  It also had the dual nature of allowing me to check out and created a padding of fat around my body to protect me. Early on I learned that my voice did not adequately work to draw attention to my lack of safety no matter how loud I was.  As I live in a healthy body and do not use food to check out or pile on pounds of illusionary protection, I turn back to using my voice.  It has grown stronger over the years and the fact that I share about my experience in this blog is a demonstration of using my voice.  Amidst the terrifying experience I always knew the presence of God.  It is what kept me from going off the deep end.  There was some light present for me creating enough of a sense of safeness that I was able to keep going.  I believe that God makes room for this safeness for all of us.  No human being gets out of this life without something to overcome.  Finding the light of safeness within our own traumatic experience is the seedling of a belief in the power of love.

If God provides a safe place in our hearts where love can bloom, how might you behave in a safe way for yourself to allow that love to grow today?  Share in the comments.