The Purge

Every once in a while, I come in contact with someone that has accumulated sewage that is rotting their soul. Hurt and angry, they come to me for training or coaching, and within minutes, they have divulged their deepest darkest secrets, the painful truths they are suffering that they cannot escape. I call this type of sharing the big dump, as in a garbage truck load purge of violations they have experienced or engaged in, that hunt and haunt their every waking, and often dreaming, thoughts; it is a sort of spiritual vomit. I recall numerous times this type of purge has occurred, and after the refuse has been brought up and out of the would be client, I never see or hear from them again: they are what is known as one and done! They might feel better, because getting rid of what churns and turns the stomach is a relief, but I sure don't feel better in the aftermath! Not being employed to help these people sort through their difficulties and come to a healthy and wholesome, godly resolution, makes me feel helpless, and somewhat hopeless, on their behalf. I like to help people heal, but cannot do this when I am abruptly cut out, without recourse or inroad. 

Some of the things I have heard would curl many an ear closed, in an attempt to block out the information. People have suffered severe abuse, and just when I think I cannot be shocked, I hear a real life horror story. Dare I point a finger in the face of parents, and suggest that they are the culprits the majority of the time? Dare I, dear reader, tell you that what you say and do, impacts your little ones not only in their formative years, but long into their adult lives, in sometimes torturous, inescapable ways? I do dare to accuse and blame parents, since so many are monstrously manipulative and willfully wicked around their offspring, thinking nothing of exposing their children to vulgar and violent words and behaviours. 

It is the person that goes to another in dire need to be heard, that I have compassion for. Where do we go when what is happening in our lives, is so heinous that we cannot stand our own skin? The hope is that there is someone we can trust that will care for us enough to speak the love of God to our mind, our heart, our soul. 

God knows. God knows is what I want to make very clear, here and now. He knows what people say and then do to one another. He knows how difficult it is for children to feel love, and hate at almost the very same time, for the parents that have mistreated them. God's commandments are not honoured, not obeyed, not even considered in families, and when he is denied as the Sovereign in a household, mayhem in the form of reprobate thoughts and actions, is welcomed in. 

Sin is the enemy of the soul, and if you look very closely, you will see that souls are cut and bruised, limping along, bleeding to death for want of a safe place to go for healing and rest, from the torment of memories that plague their being. If you are lost and lonely, and haven't a person to confide in, you are in the perfect position to purge, with God as your confidante. Go to Jesus. Go to the Word of life. Go to God Almighty for the salve that saves. Confess your sins to the Redeemer, ask for forgiveness, and sin no more. 

Read scripture and learn God's plan, and extricate yourself from the entanglements of wickedness. God knows what you need, and will provide what you require to get well, but you must first, start with him, as your go to cure all. 

1 John 1:3

If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness 

Proverbs 22:6

Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it