For years I walked around under the impression the things that happened in my past have no effect on me. I confused fear and anxiety with caution, and people pleasing with respect for others. When faced with the truth, I deflected and got defensive. I wanted so badly to be accepted by others. Instead of working on the real issue, I did just enough to mask the symptoms. I thought if others knew the “real” Jerusalem, they wouldn’t love me unconditionally so I did just enough to be seen as a good wife, daughter, sister and friend.
Thankfully God never gave up on me and placed the right people in my life that continue to challenge and call me out. He continues to remind me I can do all things through Him. When I’m weak, He is strong. I’m learning to be patient and know healing doesn’t come overnight. He continues to show me what it means to walk in freedom and allow Him to heal and transform me from the inside out. My future is bright. It’s time to take back what the enemy stole.