I was watching Joyce Meyer (Christian speaker who was sexually abused by her father) this morning where she was sharing what she used to do when she would feel deeply hurt, offended, ignored, not the center of attention, especially from her husband.
Joyce would go to the furthest part of her house, which was the bathroom. Go inside, lock the door, sit on the floor and hug the toilet while she sobbed deeply to the Lord her pain!
Oh how so many of us can relate!
Symbolically, she was disposing of her pain in the right place....the toilet. The abuse needs to be purged and flushed from our beings.
ReplyDeleteSending hugs and prayers, andrea
I thank God that He understands our pain. There are times all we can do is sob.
ReplyDeleteMy relationship to the toilet is in two phases. Before sobriety, I would hug it as I vomited.
ReplyDeleteLater when I was sober, if in terrible emotion of any kind, I would run to the bathroom, shut the door, get on my knees, and ask God for help. It worked.
PG
Sometimes just the quietness of a small space alone can be comforting especially behind a locked door where it just between you and God. This is my place where I head to when life gets to be too overwhelming and everyone wants a piece of me.
ReplyDeleteLove and Hugs ~ Kat
I love Joyce. She is more than an overcomer.
ReplyDeleteI can relate to that...I used to listen to Joyce all the time. I should make more of an effort to do that now!
ReplyDeleteThanks for the reminder :-)
~ Grace
Thank you for introducing me to Joyce Meyer!
ReplyDeleteI love Joyce Meyers! For some reason, I cannot break down and cry as often as I need to. Maybe it's my childhood of physical abuse and a mother who used crying to try and guilt me or for attention...because when I can cry is when I am alone and nobody can watch me.
ReplyDeleteI always remember that the Lord sees my tears and he can wipe them away.
Blessings
I used to have PTSS and cry hysterically in a corner.. they are gone now with healing and Al-Anon and no more night mares either.
ReplyDeleteI did not just put a band aid on the wounds of being molested by my father; I instead faced it; dealt with it; and recovered 99% or so.
I'm doing great..........I"m happy. It is not a giddy happiness; but a solid one; and I can be young and playful; and yet mature and serious; and I'm so grateful for so many things lately; including reading YOUR BLOG... you are so forthright and letting this subject not be TABOO. (it gets rid of the shame.. which victims should not have shame anyway).
thanks for this message,I needed it today.
ReplyDeleteI use to cry like that 20 years ago, for the very same reason Joyce was sobbing about. At that time I was pregnant, so that made it worse.
ReplyDeleteNow grown up and decided nobody can make me happy except Me and MY GOD.
Blessings.
Not only are the posts here eye opening but so are the comments. Sometimes I leave here aching and sometimes rejoicing in your sucesses...but always grateful that you are free enough to be real...thank you
ReplyDeleteIt's so funny that you should post this. One of the ways I was able to escape a household that offered no support was to sit in the bathroom and listen to the shower run. No one ever bothered me because they thought I was showering. After about 45 mintues my mom would come beat on the door so I knew my time was up, but to this day.. I keep a pillow on the bathroom floor and curl up on the bath mat and listen to the shower run. It is the most cartartic thing for me... and I do feel so much closer to God in my bathroom, too.
ReplyDeleteAmen, been there, done that.
ReplyDeleteI used to hide behind any door, sitting in the corner, hugging me knees and crying inside. No outside tears. I am happy that those times are over. Hugs to you.
ReplyDeleteI have heard Joyce tell this story many times. I actually had the opportunity to hear her speak a few years ago and it was AMAZING to say the least. I have always felt that the bathroom has been the one room of escape where no one would follow me because of Joyce's story!! LOL Funny how far we will go to escape.
ReplyDeleteHope you are doing well. I've had a busy week so I still have not caught up on my blogging. Hugs to you!!!
If Joyce can have the victory in her circumstances, so can I!
ReplyDeleteJoyce is such an inspiration and proof that whatever doesn't kill us, only makes us stronger!
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