Hurt has such a domino effect. The minute
someone hurts you, you have a choice to make with the pain they inflicted. You
can choose to let it fly, send it away and never think about it again. Brush ya
shouldas off. If you are blessed to be one of those easy going people that
rarely gets their feelings hurt then I applaud you.
The other option is to keep
it in, stuff it away for a day when something else triggers it and you bring it
back up with guns blazing. I think that in our world, this is the average
response, mainly due to the dominoes that have paved the way on our journey to
the present. Not every hurt gets this response, there's different levels of
damage that is caused.
When I was about twelve years old, I
thought that dance was my life. I had spent the previous eight years learning
tap, ballet and jazz at the local studio, and found so much pleasure in
twirling, spinning, and prancing everywhere that I went. One particular night, I
was in the living room dancing to "Jade's Don't Walk Away" (the way they are
dancing in the video can give you an idea of what kind of choice moves I was
throwing down) when my older brother walked in and cackled hysterically. He
proceeded to tell me that I made "the goofiest" faces while I danced. Ouch. Big
brothers can do some damage, just as little sisters can too. Anyway, those words
echoed in my head for years! I quit dance lessons that year, and did not dance
in front of another person until I was in my twenties. I know that he didn't
intend to harm me that much with those words, and I love him very much, but I
carried that little domino around with me for a decade. That
was a small crack in the grand scheme of hurt. And I've endured much more and
much worse harm caused by people that I love since then.
I had my heart broken.
I was drugged and raped.
I lost family members and friends that I held dear.
I've had my trust completely betrayed. These are some of my scars.
Now, don't
misunderstand me, because I've caused some harm as well, but I truly believe
that so much of the pain we cause is caused by the pain we carry. The domino
effect just keeps crumbling. The difference is when God grabs
us up. When we completely submit to Him in all of our ways, that means we take
all of the pile of dominoes we've collected over the years, and we hand them
over. The scars will remain, but in time, they fade. God heals the wounds and in
their place creates edification. I never realized it before,
but in researching I found that domino (in addition to being the game that we
are all familiar with) has another meaning too:
dom·i·no
[dom-uh-noh]
noun, plural dom·i·noes, dom·i·nos.
1.a
large, hooded cloak with a mask covering the eyes, worn at masquerades.
2.the mask.
3.a person wearing such
dress.
NOT A
COINCIDENCE!!
It's time to let go of every mask
we have, beauties.
Proverbs
3:5: "Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own
understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths
straight."
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