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I love to read about history but this is not so that I can declare myself an expert of any kind but rather so I can understand myself better. The cliché “you can only know where you are going by knowing where you’ve been” is an actual truth for me.
I love my family very much and each of them know this. We have been able to speak openly of our skeletons which helps us heal and mend our relationships. At the end of the day it’s not our dwelling in the past that propels us into our destiny but it’s letting go of those things that hurt and welcoming love into our lives.
For me, learning to welcome love was fraught with much distrust. I had a habit of looking at anyone who was nice to me with suspicion. I kept looking for the angle. What did they want from me and what was it going to cost? Truly I was damaged goods. I needed help and it wasn’t until I was completely desperate that I could be open enough to ask for it.
Recently I was reminded that I am reading the greatest history book there is. Someone pointed out our bible is “His story”. By filling my heart with His love I no longer care what is wanted from me, I simply give all that I have.
1 John 4:19 We love because he first loved us.