YOU DON’T HAVE TO KEEP IT BOTTLED INSIDE

If your pain is eating you up inside, I have another tool that will helped you a lot. It’s called a journal.

My favorite definition of a journal is that, essentially, it is a record of your dealings with God and life. Some use it as a diary. Some write down their prayers on it. Some pour out their feelings into it. My experience is that there is something therapeutic when you express your pain on paper (or in my case, on the computer screen). The venom seems to be siphoned off your system. It relieves the pressure. The journal serves as an outlet.

A journal is not just to record your grief before God. God can also teach you through your journals. As you review your journals, you can remember how God dealt graciously with you. If you read your journals written 10 years ago, you may wonder, “Was I really that shallow? This was me 10 years ago? Lord, thank You for helping me mature. I learned a lot.”

How do you cope with the temptation to lash out? Do it in private. Do it before God. Do it through a journal. You’ll find that it’s a two-way street. We pour out our hurts to God. God let His comfort stream in. Before you know it, you don’t need to lash out at the people who care for you.

There is a passage that had become special to me. In one of my lowest moments, I wrote in my journals, “Has the Lord indeed forgotten me? Has He abandoned me?” That led me to re-read the Psalms. When I came upon this verse, I had God’s answer. I left His arms embracing me. Even now, as I recall that moment, I get teary-eyed. The verse is Psalm 9:18.

“But the needy will not always be forgotten, nor the hope of the afflicted ever perish.”

From the Book: How to Mend a Broken Heart

Written By: Nelson T. Dy

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