This week began with a call to walk in forgiveness and I had to live the Word I received. I experienced the pain of a broken heart. You know, those who are closest to us have the power to break our hearts because we expect more from them. I had a choice, to cry out and ask the Comforter for help OR live in unforgiveness by holding back love from the one who hurt me. I chose the former. Unforgiveness breeds bitterness and hinders prayers. Unforgiveness holds one captive. With tears and in pain, I asked God to do what only He can do, heal my broken heart. God answered and when I think about the one who hurt me, I do not see the betrayal or feel the pain. I see a soul in need of redemption. I see a soul Jesus died for and I pray for the one who hurt me. I learned that it was okay to feel the pain of a broken heart because I would never learn to forgive without it. After my experience, I remembered this old post and decided to share it. Be blessed!♥️ God heals broken hearts. God commands us to forgive. It is not a suggestion and His commandments are not grievous.
The little one has developed new habits. He randomly screams like he is trying to say something or sing (my husband thinks the little one is testing the functionality of his vocal cords). He wakes up in the middle of the night for ‘playtime’ (this is perhaps due to frequent flying and his body’s adjustment to timezone changes). He moves a lot during diaper change (this makes diaper change a struggle between mother and son). He grabs my phone and interrupts my texts. He pinches me so hard it hurts and occasionally chews my nipples. He pulls my hair so hard it hurts.
Sometimes, I get a little bit upset about these new developments. However, most times I simply go with the flow and enjoy the moment. I am grateful for the privilege to be his mother. It’s hard, difficult and pointless to be mad at my baby because he…
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