The truth…. The truth is that you should spread love as thick as you would peanut butter or . . . as I remarked to my dad, ‘thicker than peanut butter.’ That was kind of a light introduction for a bit of a heavier post. This has been a powerful thread that has been weaving through my whole recovery journey. All of it comes from Proverbs 27:6, ‘Faithful are the wounds of a friend; but the kisses of an enemy are deceitful.’ The truth can really really hurt, and sometimes I cringe to publish a post when I publish it because though it’s truthful and I want to love others, I know it may be painful for others to hear. When I share with someone that to have an eating disorder is to have an idol, that doesn’t feel nice, but it’s something that I needed to hear too.
I wanted to share some of the instances of truth in which God really used them to both prick me, hit me in the head, and make me a completely new person, change my perspective, and turn me around.
First Instance: “The Story of My Dad and I.”
One evening my dad came to me. He asked if we could talk, mom, dad, and I? I was … nervous. I was nervous, because I had been hiding my struggles with eating and my desire to lose weight. But I’m thankful that God had provided an accountability system because my dad had seen what I was looking at on the internet and he came to me to ask me about it.
That was the turning point for me. It was the rock wall that I had to hit. I had to be confronted.
It didn’t feel good, but it was coming from a person who loves me deeply, a person who wanted me to honor God with my body, to experience the unconditional love and sacrifice of Jesus Christ for me on the cross, no matter what I looked like.
Second Instance: “When Someone Told Me I Talked About Myself Too Much.”
Romans 12:3, ‘ For I say, through the grace given unto me, to every man that is among you, not to think of himself more highly than he ought to think; but to think soberly, according as God hath dealt to every man the measure of faith.’
I had a really high opinion of myself when I was younger, too high. But when one of my dear precious friends who I’ve known for almost my whole life broached this subject gently to me, it made me offended at first. I stopped. I thought hard, and I realized just how much I thought about myself and how much I wanted people to know about me instead of knowing about God and knowing about His wondrous works in me, instead of caring about them and their lives.
Third Instance: When A Friend Told Me That I Needed To Open Up More and Talk About What I was REALLY Struggling With
Honesty. It’s hard for me. It’s hard for me in person, because I feel vulnerable and weak. I feel like I open up a hole, a part of myself, and I don’t want someone to get in. But then I realize the beauty of how Jesus opened Himself up, how He came down to earth from the perfection of heaven, to dig in deep with 12 disciples, 12 disciples that would abandon Him at His darkest hour.
Yet. . . Jesus was vulnerable with them. He spoke the truth to them in love. He gave His life for their sins that they might die to their sin and live. Jesus dug in deep, and because He is living in me, I can open up, be vulnerable, and trust that God can use my vulnerability to show others how much I need Jesus.
Those are just three of those instances. . . I can think of the other times when my brother told me to try harder and that I could swim a lap when I thought I couldn’t, when my brother told me that I needed to not play a game if I was just going to be a bad loser, when my sister told me that I didn’t get too control her life (God is in control… not me.), when my other sister challenged me to really prioritize and not try to do everything.
All of those things.
They changed me.
They stung, but they healed so many points of sin in me.
They were often like knives that DUG so deep that I couldn’t believe people said that.
Yet I healed because GOD wanted me to hear that truth, spoken in love, and it changed me, day by day.
It reminded me of how Jesus often said amazingly hard yet true things that TRANSFORMED PEOPLE. The Holy Spirit used those words to convict people, to show them that they needed to repent, to believe in Jesus.
I needed that truth. Have you needed that truth before, that hard truth?
What are some truths people have told you that have hurt and healed at the same time?