Rebirth

Life after trauma

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Remember.

Remember the feel of the earth in your hands, and the smell of the cold dirt? Picture the way it looked under your fingernails when you clawed your way up out of the grave that he buried you in.

Discarded like trash, buried like waste, he left you for dead. Vultures were already circling overhead when your arm broke through the dirt, waves of putrid stench permeating the air. The sudden intrusion of life caused a small squirrel to drop the acorn he was chewing and scamper into the forest in fear.

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Survive.

But you got out of there, naked and bleeding, not the same but alive — or alive AGAIN! No way for you to know for certain if you SURVIVED or if you were resurrected by God.

All you could be certain of in that glorious moment was that you could SEE again, HEAR again, FEEL again, and BREATHE again and you knew that if this was your chance to LIVE again, you life wouldn’t end in a grave marked only by poor choices, pain, loss, and abuse.

Acknowledge.

Staring in fascination at the dirt on your hands, you acknowledged the stain of where you’d…