This is a hugely personal piece for me. I was processing some effects of trauma in my life and the realization of how much of my life, time, energy, talent, productivity and hope for my future had been usurped by devastation. How utterly lost I was for decades living in a survival mode. And knowing something was terribly wrong, but believing it was me. And trying to hide the shame I felt and believed I WAS.
The grief of loss felt
I began writing God’s words on my hand as an urgent prayer to absorb a will to live anew. If all my choices had been made from only a place of survival, how could I now make choices that would lead to LIVING versus merely surviving.
I began to measure my choices by this one simple rule: will this action, large or small, bring me life or death?