Brokenness Through, Sweat, and Tears
Since last September I experienced a great deal of personal growth. I realized my weight was completely out of control I was beginning to resemble a beached whale and something needed to change. So I started working out 3-5 times a week. To date I have lost 90 pounds and workout five to six times a week. My overall goal is 150 pounds. The net result of all this has been I feel great I have more energy and my general health has improved and I am starting to resemble a human being again. However my inner being was far more unhealthy and looked like a toxic waste dump.
Taking the necessary steps towards healing has required facing the pain and fears of my childhood. While it has always been present I have rarely acknowledged its presence much less its impact on me. Allowing the pain and fears to surface has been a daunting task most often I have wanted to turn tail and run back to my coping mechanisms. My emotions have been safely locked and guarded in the inner sanctum of my soul. Well, let me restate that many of my emotions have been held at bay; however the one that has been ever present is anger. My anger was an effective motivator in the arena social justice gay rights venues. Facing my fears and subsequent pain has been necessary; as well as allowing my emotions in their rawest form to emerge. Mainly in the form of tears; from childhood on I lived by an unspoken code to never express emotion or weakness. This code served me well as a lesbian and I shared this commonality with other butch women. I am sure there is book out there about the subject; the title probably is “Butch/Boi Girls Don’t Cry
I have never wanted to admit that I might be a damaged or broken person. Oh boy has that been an uphill battle to come to a place of acceptance with . Mary DeMuth (Click here to discover more about Mary) in her upcoming book title “Everything” says “Brokenness is the avenue for God to work.” (Everything page 110) Mary also shares that “I must be broken to be reshaped. I must be cracked before the repair. And the repair, painful as it is, makes God stronger in me.” (Everything page 111) The one thing I have learned is that by embracing my brokenness I have gained a more accurate view of who I really am and my need for someone bigger than myself to heal and direct my life. That someone is Jesus.
It has been even harder to allow Jesus to take my pain and allow the tears to flow. In the last few days I have recognized a powerful correlation between sweat and tears they release harmful toxins from my body. My good friend Sue Bohlin (click here to discover more about Sue) says “that tears are attached to soul pain. As tears leave our bodies so does the pain and grief.”
One of the most touching verses in the Bible to me is Psalms 56:8 NLT
You keep track of all my sorrows.
You have collected all my tears in your bottle.
You have recorded each one in your book.
So my sweat is allowing me to release the fat and toxins trapped in my body and my tears are cleansing me of the toxic pain stored within me over the course of a lifetime. I am so glad I have come to a place of brokenness.
I welcome and look forward to your comments,
The journey continues,
Hope
Beautifully written, Hope! Thank you so much for your transparency. I’m really enjoying your posts. I love the correlation between sweat and tears.
Alycia Morales said this on August 25, 2012 at 5:30 PM |
Thank you so much Alycia,
That correlation hit me last week during a workout and wow that was inspiration work both my body and soul all the harder
hopespassage said this on August 25, 2012 at 6:01 PM |
Hope, you make brokenness easier to acknowledge and face as you honestly share your journey. I am privileged beyond words to have a front-row seat to the miracle that is YOU.
Sue Bohlin said this on August 25, 2012 at 5:38 PM |
Sue, your support and wisdom make it possible to press-in to the journey and I am forever grateful for your walking beside me
hopespassage said this on August 25, 2012 at 6:02 PM |
What a beautiful post. As I read the verse from Psalms 56:8, my eyes yearned up. That’s the verse God gave me when healing from all my sexual brokenness.
What a great God we serve!!
leighahudson said this on August 25, 2012 at 6:36 PM |
Was supposed to say teared up 😉
leighahudson said this on August 25, 2012 at 6:38 PM |
Leigha,
thank you fro sharing that with me it has helped me to know God values our tears. Would love to hear your story!
hopespassage said this on August 25, 2012 at 10:02 PM |
Such good stuff. I’m encouraged and grateful for what you share. Thanks Hope!
susan said this on August 25, 2012 at 8:05 PM |
Your welcome Susan so glad we have reconnected
hopespassage said this on August 25, 2012 at 10:03 PM |
Hope … beautiful. You embody your name.
Amy said this on August 25, 2012 at 11:20 PM |
Thanks Amy!
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Heriberto Ostlund said this on September 6, 2012 at 12:44 AM |
Zar
you are welcome
hopespassage said this on September 14, 2012 at 11:55 PM |