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The Healing Process

"Sometimes people do you wrong. But its not an attack on you. Its a flaw in their character." - Pastor Meadows

I just want to start off by saying this is reason #723 that The Shaking is one of my favorite events at Embassy International Worship Center. This great man of God always drops a few gems for us to take home and place inside our hearts. For me personally this is one of those gems. The more I think about it mediate on it and pray over it I feel more free. I feel like burdens are being lifted and situations are loosening their grip on not just my heart but my mind.

This word came to shift everything I thought I knew about why people hurt me. You know the usually things we think like because they really dont love us or because they were never the person we thought they were. But what if they are that person. What if God is just using you because He knows the situation wont break you? What if He has allowed the situation to happen to show you who He really is? What if He is breaking that relationship down or snatching away that season so that a new one can form to unlock that vision you gave up on a long time ago?

It amazing what your faith can show you when you kill your emotions. When you can say God I won't react to what he/she did but I will respond with your love. It speaks volumes to your character reputation and integrity.

There is no sense in keeping count of the times and names of people who have done you wrong if you can't keep up with the times and names of the people you did wrong. I've come to understand that I'm sorry is not a statement of regret. But a sign of healing and peace in the mist of pain and war. For who can defeat somebody that has already surrendered?.

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