"You shall not need to fight in this battle; take your positions, stand still, and see the deliverance of the Lord [Who is] with you, O Judah and Jerusalem. not nor be dismayed." - 2 Chronicles 20:17
So as I was getting ready to start my day today; I realized that God was preparing me for a new day. He begun to bombard me with internal questions like: was I wrong for feeling hurt, abandoned, lost, confused, angry, and undesired? And, because He is not a God of confusion He replied by saying the following: No, you were not wrong for how you felt as a child. Because your hurt and pain was real, but remember when you were a child you thought as a child and you reasoned as a child. But now that you are an adult you must think as an adult and reason as an adult, and discard all of your childish ways. (1 Corinthians 13:11)
Instantly I was given revelation "hurt people, hurt people". My mother was abused as a child so her relationship with her mother was one of broken communication, due to a past of physical and sexual abuse. And, because we mimic what we know, I tend to be the overbearing, over protective, insensitive mother at times, in an effort to protect my babies from being harmed. In my own self absorbed, narcissistic way, I've convinced myself that I'm their first line of defense. If they wanted to get to them they would have to come through the Mother. And, by doing this I've unknowingly and unwillingly caused them harm. I've squeezed the life out of them. And, just like my mother this WAS the only way I knew how to show them that I LOVE them to LIFE by taking their life learned experiences from them. And I would become hurt and upset when I felt that they didn't appreciate my motherly deeds. So, I now realize that she loved me the only way she knew how. And for that I love her, and I truly appreciate her efforts. Because many mothers won't dare to even try to troubleshoot this thing called parenting.
So, today enter into prayer with me as I go to the Father standing in the gap and intercede for every mother and father who's troubleshooting this thing called parenting. Who's repeating the patterns of past generations because it's familiar. I'm pleading to the Father to break the cycle of generational curses, and to allow His Will to be done, and to allow us to love fear like He loves, to forgive like He gives, and to help us to see ourselves through His eyes. I pray that He will give us the strength to put down our weapons for good, and to never return back to them. And that we will hand it all over to Him our dear God. In Jesus name I pray.
Sharessa Bass