As horrific as rejection is, it was a wonderful experience with God. He became more real and present than any time before or since. As I faced each day weighted with grief, I met God in the thinnest of places, and He portioned out grace. Not in bucketfuls, but grain-by-grain as that’s all my wounded heart could digest.
In the past year I’ve felt a nudge to open myself and reveal my story, giving hope to those suffering betrayal and rejection. Because speaking of my pain made me puddle into tears, I entered counseling to overcome my emotions.
Driving home after one particularly moving session, I saw something soaring in the distant sky. A magnificent hawk beat the air, flying directly toward me. My heart stirred as he drew nearer and hovered momentarily over my car offering me a clear view of the writhing snake suspended from his powerful talons.
Thus, I encountered another thin place with my God. Illustrated by that majestic bird, He showed me my pain wasn’t meaningless, and I would overcome. The snakes and snares of my past were powerless to affect my future. My heart rejoiced.
“In my anguish I cried to the LORD, and he answered by setting me free.” Psalm 118: 5
Here's my review. In this spiritual memoir, Mary reflects on the "thin places" of her life; places where she was acutely aware of God's presence.
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