Are you kidding me? I did that.

It popped into my mind out of the blue and was just as clear as if it happened yesterday.  I was 26 yrs old again and my Momma had just died.  I was so heartbroken and devastated, not to mention afraid.  Yeah, even at 26 it frightened me that my Momma was gone.  Who would be praying for me that I would be safe?  Who would I call when I was confused, hurt and alone?  I had a husband and I had children, but there's no one like your Momma.  And I wasn't sure that God heard anyone else except my Momma.
In remembering that moment, I also remembered the decision I made in that fear.  It was this: "I will continue to walk forward and try to raise my kids, but I know I will be a terrible Mom because I don't know what I'm doing, so I'll just hope that loving them and praying for them will be enough and God will do the rest."
It wasn't such a horrible thought/decision except for the part that I would be a terrible Mom.  Looking back on that moment from 30 years later, I can see how that one thought trailed through my life and haunted me.  But I didn't remember it until yesterday.  I wondered why I couldn't be a good Mom, or why I thought I was such a bad one.  And OHHHHH the guilt.  Guilt is an evil, ugly, cruel companion that will never go home until you expose him for the liar he is.
Seeing this scenario yesterday, I welcomed it like I welcome my feet touching the ground after flying.  Finally I know where this came from.  I'm stunned that I did it.  I'm usually more analytical about my thoughts and decisions.  But I remember the emotional trauma I was experiencing at the time.  My thinking was far from clear and I was desperately grasping for something to "ground" me and take away the fear.
I know that fear comes from my evil enemy.  It never comes from God.  And I also know that I can actually "TELL IT" to leave me by telling "him" that he's a liar and that I am a Child of God full of God's love and protection.  It took me a long time to learn this.  But it has released me from many emotionally "freezing" episodes of fear.  And I have found such wonderful peace in doing this.
But I didn't know these things back then.  I didn't recognize the lie and I didn't recognize the fear.  I only knew that I was living in desperation.
Blame is usually the next step in our society.  Find the source and place the blame.  But we don't seem to understand that this piece of the process is the smallest part of healing.  Nor do we seem to realize that it doesn't take hours of tears and additional re-living trauma to place the origin of the trauma, the lie and the result of believing it.
My revelation came from a simple statement I had made to God in prayer the day before.  I had asked Him to show me where this "terrible Mom syndrome" had come from.  I didn't travail in prayer.  And when the revelation came, it was a simple scene that popped into my mind while I was busy doing something benign.  When I saw it, I didn't stop what I was doing and grab my chest as my heart palpitated.  No.  My reaction was "are you kidding me?".  "I did that."
My next step, I already knew, was to simply renounce that old decision and cast it into the sea of forgetfulness never to be retrieved.
By that I mean, that I will not blame myself, berate myself, carry guilt over it, and suffer any consequences for it.  I refuse all of that in Jesus name.  Why would I treat it that way when we usually expect those reactions as the normal course of human emotion to spend lots of time "dealing through it"?
I won't because I don't have to.  Jesus set me free from the bondage of emotionally "dealing through it".  His healing was not the result of that course of action.  His healing was a result of my faith that He is real and that He not only made healing available to me, but that He did it already 2000 years ago and all I have to do is claim it as my own and believe that it is done.
This whole trauma and life-long lie was the result of my enemy taking advantage of my weakness and seeing it as an open door to tell me a lie that I wasn't mature enough to recognize.  So, it's not my fault.  I will not carry any fault for it.  Not only did Jesus make my healing available, but He also healed the results of that lie - at the moment I recognized it and placed it in its proper category.  (In my weakness, He is strong).
Why do we think that we can fix anything emotional by "working through it"?  Where did we get this power to heal ourselves?  Recognizing the source of the problem and placing blame doesn't do anything for us except when it is approached through Jesus' terms of healing.
See it, Place it, Renounce it, and be Healed.
Too simple for you?  Yeah, I know, I battled that argument years ago and persisted in fighting emotional issues the "normal" way for so long.  Then I realized how much time I was wasting.  We have work to do promoting the Kingdom.  And this is part of it.  Healing is simple.  It really is.  Just do it.  You have the faith the size of the mustard seed.  Use it.  And if for some unknown reason your healing doesn't manifest in some area, keep believing and keep walking forward.  You WILL know why later.  He promises that to us.