Well it is time that this changes and I want everyone to know especially my folks that my brothers and I are truly blessed with the most amazing parents.
Tonight as I sat in a classroom of up to one-hundred people, Tom Cole and his wife began the first night of the "Pure Heart" conference that we are blessed to have here this weekend. Much of tonight was focused on their testimony but the rest talked about something known as the "mother wound" in a person's life. The mother wound refers to the parental wounds from our childhood that hinder our relationships with God because we hold onto a pain that was meant to be placed on the cross with Jesus as we see in Isaiah 53, and through this we build up walls around our heart created through rejection and pain. Once we got to the end of the lecture tonight, we went into a time of ministry which included asking the Holy Spirit to show us all of the hurt from our childhood that hinders our relationship with God. Once this was revealed we were offered the opportunity to go to the front and have the ministry team pray freedom and deliverance over our lives from such things.
As I asked the Holy Spirit to reveal any hurt that my parents might have caused me growing up, I began to have images (such as you would see if you were looking through an old family photo album) of my parents and I all the way back to when I could have been almost four years old by my appearance if not younger. Not one image was hurtful or brought me sadness, instead I began to tear up as I realized the Holy Spirit was revealing to me how amazing and how much of a blessing my parents have been in my life and how they always laid down everything so that my brothers and I would have a better life than they had. Images of how they were always there for us and always brought about love and affection. As I lifted my head from these visions and opened my eyes I noticed that almost 75% of the room was at the front receiving prayer.
How sad it is that so many lives are stifled because of the rejection they receive as a child. Yet God is a good God and wants to show all of us the love we were meant to have... but that is a whole different subject for a different time.
The subject at hand is that as I saw everyone up front I realized how truly blessed I have been so I grabbed my stuff and came to my room to write this blog to everyone, but especially to my parents... and to tell them how truly blessed and loved they always made me feel. I love you Mom and Dad and thank you for all of your sacrifice, patience, LOVE, and compassion... because without it your three sons would not be where we are today. You guys are truly the best and I know God is so proud of you for being the parents you are and always sticking it out even in the hard times. Thank you for it all.
P.S. - one of the images I got was me and mom both dressed up as lady bugs when I was very young for a halloween party... what was that all about, I should have been a lion or something manly like that hahahaha... Love you two so much!