Have you ever felt like crying over something trivial? I’m not talking about happy tears,

but the kind that come when you least expect them and for no apparent reason.

 

This happened to me recently when a dear friend, Zsa Zsa, gifted me with a personal facial.

Not realizing that I detest circumstances where I feel vulnerable (like doctor and dental

appointments and similar situations) she asked me to put on a towel wrap that was lying on

the exam table. When she left the room, I looked down at the wrap. Then for no apparent

reason I suddenly felt anxious and wanted to cry. I desperately wanted to bolt out the door,

but instead I asked God to be with me as I reluctantly put it on.

 

Zsaz was gentle and lovingly professional, and her tender care reminded me that I was safe.

So, after my heart settled, I slowly relaxed and enjoyed my treatment. In fact, I felt God’s love

flowing through her fingers as I experienced a delightful respite from my busy schedule.

 

When I got home I went to the Secret Place and bowed my thoughts before my Beloved. The

Holy One gently revealed that these confusing emotions stemmed from an unexpected

trigger from my past…a painful memory of a time when I was taken advantage of sexually

and left feeling frightened and out of control. With this remembrance, I was momentarily

catapulted back to a place where my world felt unsafe.

 

As I offered my pain in worship, I remembered that God loves me deeply and He cares about

my every thought. I was reminded of what He told the Israelites:

 

For I hold you by your right hand – I, the LORD your God. And I say to you,

“Don’t be afraid. I am here to help you.” (Isaiah 41:13)

 

And deep in my heart, I knew that these words were true for me, as well.

 

If I had panicked in my friend’s office and run away like I wanted to, I would have missed the

treasured gift God had for me. Instead, I remained “in the present” and felt the Lord’s

comfort as my sweet friend allowed Him to use her hands to minister to me.

 

As I contemplated this incident, I wondered how many people have experienced something similar.

You know how it goes. Things are going along smoothly when suddenly an unexpected trigger takes

you off guard and your joy is suddenly stolen by something that seems innocent and trivial. This can

be caused by a memory of any kind of trauma in your past, but one thing is true. No matter how hard

you try to brace yourself, you can’t control the fear and confusion that accompanies this painful

memory.

 

Then I had a bittersweet divine encounter. For a moment, as I was on my knees before the

Holy One, I felt God’s broken heart for His wounded children…and I was undone.

 

Although I feel weak and a little fearful, I know that God is asking me to be a voice for His

broken sons and daughters. He desires for all of us to find healing and wholeness…so

please pray for me as I trust Him to go before me and light the way.

 

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