Rebel to Redeemed: Discovering Where I Fit In

I was home, but I had no idea where I fit in.  I felt like an outsider.  I felt as if I were an interloper on someone else’s life.

Sometimes it takes time to discover where we fit in

The first two months back, I wanted to do nothing.  I was still numb and in shock.  I was still struggling to internally process everything that had taken place.  I much preferred to bury myself into the happier stories I found in books.

I had to do some honest assessment about who I was and what I really wanted in life.  I knew what my dreams and hopes were, but I wasn’t ready to do more than acknowledge them at the moment.

I wondered if the pain would ever go away, but knew that in time it would.

I made the conscious decision to forgive {which wasn’t easy} and to not allow this experience to turn me into a bitter or angry person.  I knew before I could do anything I had to find healing.