Giving voice to the scared little boy
That we may know the voice of the boy inside, that we make him herd, pray his prayers, and allow he Father to guard his heart.
Wanting my cries to be heard, though my lips are closed, wanting to be seen and yet hiding. Wanting my needs to be met, but uncertain of what they are. Everyone must learn that their woes are important and herd. Somewhere along the way as a child I believed that I wasn't seen or heard, and if I was, it wasn't important enough to do something about it. I have a term that I say often,"they'll be alright" and in some ways I believe that's a good and true statement, but in other ways its a cold and unloving. Its a statement that pushes people away to figure it out on their own, its one birthed out of my own loneliness and abandonment issues. This isnt ok, neither for myself or those who I say it to in the spirit of selfishness and laziness. Thus how can this adult be changed? How can that little boy be healed, and how can that healing transcend time and space and redeem this adult's heart?
I believe that I must first give voice to the scared little boy and silence the bitter "grown ass man", so that his waters, (words and actions) may become good for consumption. Let your speech always be gracious, seasoned with salt, so that you may know how you ought to answer each person. Colossians 4:6. This giving voice, this healing is for a great exchange; bitter lifeless water for living water. Its important for me to admit that the scared little boy still walks with me, still cries out, still is in need, and I must not ignore him, but rather be about his healing. The places within where he walks and cries remains cold with his tears, dark with his fears, and isolated from love. When ego and pride are laid aside for this young boy to speak, true strength is gained. The warmth of light enters the room, the presence of love drives out fear, and little Bryan regains his voice. He begins to speak, to sing, and to dance. His healing and freedom is what births my present maturity, wisdom, capacity to love, and be loved.
May we all give voice to the children that still reside within and with rejoicing enter into His glorious Kingdom.
That we may know the voice of the boy inside, that we make him herd, pray his prayers, and allow he Father to guard his heart.
Wanting my cries to be heard, though my lips are closed, wanting to be seen and yet hiding. Wanting my needs to be met, but uncertain of what they are. Everyone must learn that their woes are important and herd. Somewhere along the way as a child I believed that I wasn't seen or heard, and if I was, it wasn't important enough to do something about it. I have a term that I say often,"they'll be alright" and in some ways I believe that's a good and true statement, but in other ways its a cold and unloving. Its a statement that pushes people away to figure it out on their own, its one birthed out of my own loneliness and abandonment issues. This isnt ok, neither for myself or those who I say it to in the spirit of selfishness and laziness. Thus how can this adult be changed? How can that little boy be healed, and how can that healing transcend time and space and redeem this adult's heart?
I believe that I must first give voice to the scared little boy and silence the bitter "grown ass man", so that his waters, (words and actions) may become good for consumption. Let your speech always be gracious, seasoned with salt, so that you may know how you ought to answer each person. Colossians 4:6. This giving voice, this healing is for a great exchange; bitter lifeless water for living water. Its important for me to admit that the scared little boy still walks with me, still cries out, still is in need, and I must not ignore him, but rather be about his healing. The places within where he walks and cries remains cold with his tears, dark with his fears, and isolated from love. When ego and pride are laid aside for this young boy to speak, true strength is gained. The warmth of light enters the room, the presence of love drives out fear, and little Bryan regains his voice. He begins to speak, to sing, and to dance. His healing and freedom is what births my present maturity, wisdom, capacity to love, and be loved.
May we all give voice to the children that still reside within and with rejoicing enter into His glorious Kingdom.
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