Everyone has a story? What’s yours?
As a child, I remember the countless times moving from place to place with my family due to my father’s military career. I remember those times due to the happiness felt by being loved and having the opportunity to grow. I recall all my barbies and stuffed animals that kept me company, while I tried to recreate the world into a softer place.
However, I was somewhat “tricked and hoodwinked” because I did not realize that the world could be so harsh and cold. I did not understand the hurt and pain felt by single parents, individuals incarcerated or parents that had lost their children to the world or even death.
The innocence of childhood is not as common as it used to be. I hear of countless attempts to steal the joy that should be felt by those not old enough to write or vote. Many of our children are being victimized and more yet left to live with the pain associated with losing those years of youthfulness. Maybe this is not my story, but the story of my world-wide brothers and sisters who have decided to share their truths in hopes to help someone else.
I didn’t block out my childhood memories because they were good to me. But if you ask me about my college years or young adult life, you may not receive the same response. Not because I was robbed of my time here on earth, but because I made poor decisions and accepted mediocre living. Heartache and pain comes in all forms and dealt with in a variety of ways.
I may not know your story, but I know that you have one. I encourage you to embrace your past and move forward in your greatness!
Let us not forget Isaiah 43:18-19 18 “Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past. 19 See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland.”
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