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It was nice and toasty in my house.  And the tear that just leaked from my eye turned ice cold as I pulled the door shut behind me.  I couldn’t help it.  I had an emotional wrestling match with my better half the night before, and it left me feeling fragile.  This happens in marriage and relationships, right?  How is it that I can be standing right next to my husband and yet feel so alone?  I had to make a choice.  I prayed and wondered how to proceed.  Would I be able to verbalize my thoughts?  Would I be able to lay down the anger I felt it my heart?  I had to work backwards.    


I’ve learned enough to know that the anger is the blanket that covers all the other feelings.  Don’t we like to stay under the blanket?  It’s kind of comfortable and it keeps us distant so we don’t have to deal with the truths that lead us there.  So I had to start uncovering, and  I found rejection at the root, which was enough to prompt the tears. The tail spin began. 


When an airplane is in a tail spin, there are ways a pilot can regain control to get the plane to fly safely, avoiding disaster.  It does, of course, take great skill.  I don't understand aeronautics, but I read that one method basically requires the pilot to have a "hands off" approach, yet somehow fly in the opposite direction of the spin.  Apparently, this can save the plane and puts it back in flight safely.  That’s exactly what I needed to do.  I needed to pull away from the situation, but more importantly, I needed to go in the opposite direction than where my heart was taking me.  I don’t know that I have navigated the spin successfully, but I am letting go of the rudder, and desire to go in the direction the Lord wants me to go.  I don't always understand my emotions fully, but God does and I know He will help me avoid disaster.


Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make 
straight your paths. Proverbs 3:5-6
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  1. LauraFebruary 26, 2013 at 6:15 AM

    Re, I have a bowl of stones on it and everyone morning I pick one...with these stones are affirmation and I got to share what I picked yesterday.."Help is on the Way" and I've also heard that in case such as these heart tuggers, "God's got it" with in you spirit. it will all work out, sounds strange too but when I'm going through moments with loved ones, I become thankful for them good or bad some how there's a bit of learning for me in it..

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    1. ReFebruary 26, 2013 at 6:25 AM

      Laura, you are so right...this is a huge learning moment for me and I sit at His feet to learn. It is definitely about letting go and moving into a place of new freedom. Thank you for sharing. Love your affirmation stone, yes help has come!

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