The Truth Hurts

The truth does hurt sometimes.

While I wish that wasn't the case, I'm thankful (kinda) I'm hurting right now because it means I'm growing up spiritually. I've been in my annual season of deliverance and though nothing really bad is happening to me, the maturing process has been slapping me around like Ike Turner. I know that's a horrible analogy, but it's that real.

I've had three mentors - 3! - in the last seven days say the same thing with slightly different words about my current season. They all basically said:

Babies cry all the time because they can't do anything for themselves; adults deal with things, learn, find solutions and keep moving forward through life.

I've been performing an Oscar-worthy role of a baby recently, and I keep getting told to grow up.

The truth that dings, jabs and cuts are allowed by The Lord to grow us up hurts. It's been hurting me for a while now and I'm gonna tell you what everyone I've whined to has told me:

God needs warriors not wimps.

So ... make peace with the pains and find the jewels hidden inside. If you hold on to the hurts, they become wounds and, whether in the soul or spirit, wounds limit your ability to live an abundant life for The King and Kingdom and for yourself and future generations. 

​I bless you in Yeshua's Name.