A couple years ago I was deeply wounded and in a hurt state left America in search of myself. I lost some of the people I loved dearest, I lost my old life. Family rejected me in times of great need. The girl I longed to share and spend my life with eventually faded further away from me until she was no longer even my friend. The best people betrayed me. I began to suffocate as I found myself 12,000 miles away from home. It was during that time I was totally crushed.
There is an old apocryphal story about a Shepard and a lamb. The little lamb would run away from the Shepard Thinking itself more free away from it’s master it would frolic and play unaware of the dangerous wolves and snakes that were around him. The Shepard was a kind master and as much as he was grieved by the lamb always running off into danger, he was grieved even more by what he had to do. Seeing it was the only way to save the most stubborn and rebellious of his beloved flock he took the little lamb and broke his leg. Then the Shepard put the lamb on His shoulders and did not let him go until the little sheep had healed. Everyday the Shepard would feed, water, and take care of this sheep. One day the little sheep was finally healed and as hard as it was to go through that process, from then on he knew his master and would never leave his side.
Jesus broke me. Then He healed me.
I am twenty five years old. I am starting a new life.
Anything I can say about that journey would be loaded with more weight than a mere about section on some website can say.
The last couple years have felt in someways like a long winter. I made many mistakes and had a lot of problems that I did not know how to handle.
In June of 2012, God really broke me and took away the most important things in my life. The next five months were some of the greatest times. Loaded with adventures, road trips good friends, and most of all healing.
November 13th, 2012. I arrived back in my native land of Seattle, Washington after spending a year and a half in Taiwan. I returned to a family rebuilding itself up after the patriarch passed away. Friendships renewing themselves after they had slowly drifted away and burnt up. Other friendships sit even now as distant embers I cannot approach.
I used to think pain was spiritual, and in our pain we found the deepest growth. These days I see that its not in pain but in our healing. In coming to grips with the past and working through our pain we see the beauty of Jesus and His love for us. These days I have healed more than I have in my entire life. I am continuing to heal and grow.
Now I am getting ready to go on a life-changing journey with Adventures in Missions! If you'd like to support me or know more about my trip, please contact me through email at [email protected], or twitter at guyver1802!
