Fearful. Betrayed. Abandoned. Unloved. Unworthy. Unwanted.
These are a few words that defined Donna and cast shadows over her. Here’s Donna’s story…
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Fearful. Betrayed. Abandoned. Unloved. Unworthy. Unwanted.
These were shadows from a past that would haunt me for years. A past that would hold me hostage and keep me from fully living in the light of God’s love.
Fearful as I watched a hot plate of spaghetti thrown across the kitchen. Fearful as I watched furniture crash against walls. Fearful as my dad fell to the ground a few feet from my mom after he’d swung at her and lost his balance.
Betrayed after my intoxicated father sat me on the back of a horse without a saddle or reins to hold, and then swiped the horse’s rear end. Betrayed as he laughed with his friends while I went sailing through the air and landed on a barb wired fence.
Abandoned and unwanted when my dad filed divorce papers and when I discovered he failed to even get my name and birthday correct on them. Abandoned each time my dad refused to pay child support. Unwanted as years went by without visits, phone calls, hugs, birthday gifts.
Unloved and unworthy when my dad broke promise after promise… to visit, to call, to show up for my high school graduation, to pay for college.
Fearful, betrayed, abandoned, unloved, unworthy, and unwanted. Words and emotions that I let define me and cast shadows over me … until July 2011.
Through several of my Pastor’s sermons and through a friend’s father passing away, I sensed God asking: “How would you feel and what would you do if your Dad were to die this very day?”
I had no answer. I didn’t even know or really even think I liked my dad, much less loved him. Fifteen years had gone by since I’d seen him.
Around that same time, God challenged me with two words: ACCEPT and CHOICE
I had a choice and I made it. Following God’s nudging, on July 1, 2011 I went to see my father and accepted him for who he is.
In doing so, for the first time ever, I was able to ACCEPT my past. God made it perfectly clear to me that I could not change my dad nor my past. My only job was to pray for my Dad. I cannot tell you the burden that lifted from my entire being on July 1st.
God took my acceptance one step further. He told me I had a CHOICE!
A choice to believe that He is who He says He is. A choice to believe His promises; a choice to believe I was worth dying for; a choice to be filled with His joy; a choice to let Him be my Father, my Abba Daddy; a choice to live with a confident heart.
And it’s up to me to make those choices 24/7. Not just on Sunday. Not just at 9am when my day starts – but constantly make those choices. So I get up every morning and choose to believe that God is a Promise Keeper. I make the choice – to believe He loves me like no other can nor will, to pray for my Dad, to let go of the anger. I choose to live in the Light of Jesus so I can have a the freedom and security of a confident heart.
There are days, even minutes, that I don’t make the right choices. But the good thing is as I get better and better at making those choices my rebound time gets shorter and shorter. I get quicker at turning back to the Light.
I’m praying for you today – that together we can turn towards and live in the Light of God’s love. That He’ll give us courage to make the choices He’s asking us to make and accept what He’s calling us to accept so that we can keep turning and growing.
Lord, thank You for Your promises. I thank You that You have called me out of the darkness and into Your light. Thank You for transforming my heart into a heart like Yours. In Jesus’ name. Amen.
Donna, sweet friend, thank you for boldly believing Jesus and walking in obedient trust of His calling on your life. Your story and your faith challenge and encourage me to listen for His voice and do the hard thing of believing Him when my feelings are demanding their way. I”m so grateful for the Light and the way you walk in Him!
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Connecting in Community & A Giveaway: What is God speaking to your heart as you read Donna’s story o? Or is there something in chapter 5 that resonated with a change, a choice or a place of acceptance God’s inviting you to? Let’s share here and/or some of the answers to our end of chapter questions this week. Whatever is on your heart.
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I know I am late, but I wanted to share the item I’m trying to accept. To help make it more real. I’m going to accept the rejection of my foster/adopted daughter. It is such a deep hurt and it has been many years, but I know God wants me to be healed. Thanks for this study. <3
Donna your words touched my heart and reminded me of a similar experience years ago. My words were. Different yet the response was the same. Rejected…when I was the cause of a rift between my teenage mother and her father….not the much-anticipated first grandchild….rejected….when I was born a girl…rather than the boy who could carry the family name and oneday take over the farm….rejected…when even though I tried hard to fill the wrong-shaped mold to please my dad (a tomboy isn’t truly what a dad want) Daddy’s little princess was born….rejected…when four years later, the crown prince was born…the toy tractors and baseball glove became his……STILL…..I worked harder….tried harder…..gave it my all.
Unworthy….When as Daddy’s little princess twirled and danced, glowing under the wanted attention. Of her doting father, the chubby, grimey tomboy (called “Skinny mini ” by the critical King she longed to please. Unworthy…When suddenly, after 12 years of running with the boys as a tomboy, the King proclaimed that “young ladies don’t behave like that.
FAST FORWARD 26 YEARS:
The chubby noboby has grown up. It’s. A chance at the happily ever after she didn’t find with her daddy.
Rejected…the bride spends her honeymoon crying herself to sleep while her prince charming looks at anyone but her…the waitress who takes our order…the scantily clad women in the pool…even the 15 year old girls at the mall…Unwanted….the prince finally falls into bed, s boring within 30 seconds…..Unworthy…no amount of bubblebath…perfume…nice clothes…nothing…can draw the prince’s attention away from the paper doll pinups or the naemkd Tv stars
That would be naked Tv stars.
Fat, ugly, unwanted from conception on, rejected, unworthy,
God brought me through the first part years ago. I was so filled with bitterness and hatred for my dad. I could barely stand to be around him. I didn’t. Want him anywhere. Near my little girl. Depression from a really bad counseling situation was spiraling me downward. God came in and gave me a vision of my angry, unsaved dad.
BROKEN….the only word that could sum up the vision I saw. Under the anger…under the perverse destructive humor….was a broken man longing to be loved…to have someone be proud of him…to be worth dying for. At that moment I sensed God asking me to love to pray for..to be Jesus to the jerk who was my father. I couldn
I so identify with Donna. I had a father who never was there for me or my brother. Our mom was not any better. We pretty much grew up under the guidance of our Mother’s adopted mother. We thank God for her and her wonderful love and leading us to believe in Jesus. Our Mother and Father both were married and divorced four times. I will give Mother credit, she let her husbands know if you touch my daughter in any way we are done. My mother disappeared in 1962 and we never saw her again. Our father abused us and let his wives abuse us. We never had a happy home life but in 1978 I gave my heart to the Lord and I love him so much and glad that He is an important part of my life. He put a wonderful Christian man in my life whom I have been married to for 50 years. I have had a blessed adult life and I give all the glory to the Lord.
Thanks for the reminder. We need to make the choice ove and over
Some things the Lord has been telling me this week. I know how Gideon felt, I feel that way often. I am the least qualified person for the job. But then the Lord answers me and says, it’s not you, it’s Me. I sent you into this, and I am with you. In my weakness, His strength is glorified. If I had enough strength to do things on my own, I would asume that I accomplish things on my own. I need to give God all the glory, I can do nothing in my own strength.
I may not be qualified, but, the Lord qualifies me. He is bringing me to high places, so that His righteousness may be seen. He is taking me to the top of the mountain, so I can scream for all to hear, Glory to God!
I loved reading your testimony Donna. Everything you said was my testimony accept the part where your Dad was intoxicated. Thank you for sharing because I have also had to make choices and was fortunate enough to speak to my father before he died. So I knew I had to make choices but also have to deal with things I never knew was there. You opened my eyes to a few plus this Bible Study has helped me build confidence in who I am in Jesus and that God is my Father. Thank you so much. Thank God you made the right choices so you could share them.
I too had to come to love my Abba, Father and cast all my cares on Him. The statement that tugged at my heart was “doing the hard thing to believing Him when my emotions are demanding their way”. To cling to His promises when my feeling tell me otherwise is a minute by minute choice. Thank you all for your comments. You are encouraging me everyday.
Jer29:11 Hope…. For I know the plans I have for you declares The Lord. Plans to prosper you and not to harm you. Plans to give you HOPE and a future!!!! God Bless you Donna!
Thank you for praying for me. What a blessing. I am struck by what you said about “choice.”
Moment by moment I must choose what I think or allow into my thoughts and flush what does not agree with what God says. My heart is touched by the thought that I’ve spent so much time thinking about what I think and what others think and so little by what God thinks about everything. It is my hearts desire to learn to only focus on His thoughts and desires. I desire to make Him my complete and only hearts desire.
Absolutely Amazing !!! Everything is ultimately OUR choice. We can trust God and follow or NOT !!
Thanks for sharing your story. God is good…I like when you said you had to accept and make a choice . I think that is key accept we can’t change people or the situation not even the past, but with that being said we can make a choice to trust the Lord and His promises. Some days are harder then others but it’s our choice on whether we are gonna trust God. I have gotten to the point where I have come to realize that I can’t blame other people for my choices because it is my choice.
thank you Donna. Acceptance is SO difficult!! But such a relief, such a release from darkness. I find I am so impatient with my self and unwilling to put in the long, hard steps because it does not happen overnight. I always seem to want the quick fix, but I’m learning that is darkness & emptiness too. Looking forward to ” lighter” days—this is MY hope!!
I, thank God I did not grow up with an abusive, addictive father, but your story was very touching and it takes a huge faith and a loving God to motivate a person to forgive someone that is that abusive. My granddaughter’s father was an addict. When her mother finally divorced him he just walked out of her life and made her a very angry girl growing up. She is now 32 and has 3 children of her own, but even today I still see the scares he left on her. I am going to print off your story and give it to her to read. Maybe one day with the help of God there will be healing in her life to.
Thank you for the testimony. May God bless you always.
Thanks Donna for sharing such an inspiring story. It really touched my heart and although I have not had the same expereinces, it still inspired me.
God bless you Donna for sharing your story. God is so faithful…to each one of us if we will let Him be. We must remember every day, ” we are a chosen woman, a royal priest, a holy daughter, a woman belonging to God”, as Renee writes. Turning to His light every day, and not looking at our weaknesses are key to believing these truths about ourselves. His Promises are true, His Word is life.
May you all be blessed today!
Thank you Donna for your story! I have no memory of my Dad when he was sober. He drank all the time and was abusive emotionaly. He threw things etc etc etc! I did keep in touch with him through phone calls for about a year before he died. Maybe I didn’t honor him the way God wanted me to. I don’t know. I know God will forgive me that has to be enough. Please pray for me. It was hard to get over that part of my childhood. I have a wonderful family of my own now! So very thankful for them! Love to you all!
Donna’s story, Pat’s, Becky’s etc. We all have a story, satan is behind our past stories…We have a hope for the future! LADIES, none of us are not here by happenstance, this is a devine appointment….GOD WANTS TO PUT ALL THIS BEHIND US SO WE CAN LIVE A VICTORIOUS LIFE FOR HIM…We do have to believe His promises and it is a battle EVERY DAY to work at overcoming our Fearful. Betrayed. Abandoned. Unloved. Unworthy. Unwanted feelings. I am 51 and am still working on overcoming all of these lables, but these are NOT God’s lables for us, these are LIES of satan to keep us from living a victorious life in Christ. Donna’s story, Renee’s book & God’s Holy Word is all steps to healing what satan has come to rob, steal and destroy. Thank you ladies for being vessels for God to heal us and help us be HIS MASTERPIECES that He created us to be.
Love and Prayers to you all…
I love love love this story. i believe we should all think about and live out the two words the Lord gave Donna, CHOICE AND ACCEPT. Those two words pretty much sums up that we all need to CHOOSE GOD. He is the only one who will be able to make your strong and be with you at all times. God will never disappoint you as long as you are fully committed to Him and do His will. He will never let you down. Thanks fo rthis message. it has really lifted me today.
WOW! I am without words. Thank you, Donna!
Oh my gosh, you just told my story. I did get the chance to speak to my Dad. We never had a relationship, though. His choice. He had a massive stroke and lost his memory of us except for when we were little. So he never knew who we were when we went to visit. I never got the freedom you received. I still am feeling,fearful, abandoned, unworthy, unlovable to this day. Trying to learn to get my worth from God. Hoping this study will help put that in me. Thanks for posting.
Donna – thank you, for sharing your story. As I was reading your story, it brought back so many feelings that I had as growing up and as an adult. I was also in a place where it was very hard to forgive my father – you cannot ever forget – because that is some of the history that molded you.
There came a visit with a pastor that helped me several years back, andhe told me one day that I needed to ask the Lord to forgive my father and forgive him myself – but, that didn’t mean that I had to have a relationship with him. I will never forget that when I came to a place to do this, I felt like I had lost a ton that was being carried around with me. As I stated, you cannot forget and even today, there are times that I question why things had to be the way they were – and when I look around at my family today and all the blessing the Lord, has given me – I can see that it is because of that past that I rely on Him for the strength that is needed.
Again, thank you for sharing your story and trust me you will be blessed. As well as Renee Swope.
Love in Christ!!!
Thank you for sharing your story, Donna. I identified with some pieces of your story. I too had a time where I had to make a choice to forgive my father….little did I know he would end his life just a year after I made that decision. It is SO important to heed the direction God is giving to us in our life….even in what seems so unimportant at the moment. I thought I had years and the last thing I wanted was to deal with my past just 2 weeks before my 2nd daughter was born. God knew best and thankfully, amidst so many emotions and heartbreak, I was not dealing with guilt.
Accept is such an awesome realization; I accept that God breathed life into me, He knew me before he placed me into my mother’s womb, He knows exactly what I am doing and what I will do and no matter what He will never leave me nor foresake me. He LOVES me unconditionally. Now, I MUST accept this FACT and choose to LOVE myself, LOVE the LORD and move forward to become the WOMEN of FAITH He made me to be. Thank you for reminding me with your words.
The last two chapters have been very difficult for me. My past has held me for many years. I have lived with shame and bitterness and unforgiveness for a very long time. In Chapter 5 I highlighted the following: “When we focus the attention on ourselves, we turn our attention away from God.” It has been very recently that I have become aware of just how much my past influences my present…how much I hate myself because of what was done to me and how much I hate certain others simply because they are men (even if they did nothing wrong). Knowing this displeased God just made me hate myself even more. It has become a vicious circle in my life and not one I’m sure I know how to break out of. Sunday after hearing our pastor’s sermon, I came home and cried. I know that this is not where God wants me–stuck in hatred, bitterness and unforgiveness. But the thought of praying for those who hurt me is still so foreign. After reading today’s story, I am thinking that is exactly what I need to do though. This is where it is tempting to quit. To put the book on the shelf and say “I’m done with this.” Not this time though, if at all possible. I want/need to finish this. Maybe God can use what I went through. I don’t see how at this point but maybe.