Part 3–Unfitting In…
From the Beginning…
Almost nine years ago, my husband and I found Sandals Church.
Finally I felt at home…
A place to be real…
No more of this fake Christian stuff where you
put on your Sunday clothes and
Sunday smiles and
join the promenade of pretense,
unable to truly trust anyone.
It was here that I learned, not only through teaching, but by example, about
being authentic in my struggles,
identifying core sins,
and discovering blind spots.
But it still took a while
—years in fact—
for my eyes to even perceive the depth of such sin in my own life.
Though I didn’t realize it,
my soul was crying for something…
I was suffocating…
…fading away into nothing…
It wasn’t until a couple of years ago that I began to recognize the fear
—and its sources—
that controlled my life and hindered my relationships.
God started deconstructing the wall that now almost completely surrounded me.
I began to see
the hidden wounds
the repressed memories
the buried traumas
—and the resulting sin—
that had been lurking deep within the dark shadows of my world…
