Welcome. There is no coincidence you find yourself here! Betrayal has hit your life and you can barely breathe. How I feel your pain, and long to share an encouraging message of hope and inner healing. You are in the right place.

Alone on the Edge

by Blossom Turner on May 23, 2013

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Alone on the edge_3015I titled this picture “Alone on the Edge”

Do you feel alone, afraid, uncertain of your future? Do you feel sad, torn, tortured? Like this tree battling the elements without the comfort of a forest, there is a way to stay strong and tenacious in the midst of turmoil. I encourage you with these simple words of truth.

YOU ARE NOT ALONE

GOD CARES

HE SEES EACH FALLING TEAR

HE HOLDS EACH TORTURED MOMENT CRADLED CLOSE TO HIS HEART

This scripture brought immense comfort when I was in my darkest moment, but I had to choose to believe the words though my circumstances looked bleak.

Dear friend, chose to believe for God promises…

You whom I have upheld since you were conceived, and have carried since your birth. Even to your old age and gray hairs I am He, I am He who will sustain you. I have made you and I will carry you; I will sustain you and I will rescue you. Isaiah 46:3b-4

 

 

Let the Waters Rise!

by Blossom Turner on April 22, 2013

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Sometimes waters rise to the point you feel you may drown.

For many months I could not sing, forced a fake smile upon my lips and when alone…I cried an ocean.

Music left me.

My voice grew silent.

Thankfully my ears still  found solace and comfort in listening to words of encouragement through song.

So dear friend… if you find yourself in that place where waters run deep and all there is left in life is a song you can’t sing… just listen. I pray this song touches your hurting soul with healing waters.

Thank you MIKESCHAIR  for your ministry in song.

THAT DECISION TO STAY IN THE MARRIAGE OR GO???

by Blossom Turner on April 15, 2013

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DECISION-MAKING

Before infidelity happened in my marriage, I believed as most do, that the transgressor deserves all he or she gets, including divorce papers. Furthering this mindset was the fact I had repeatedly warned David infidelity would be a deal breaker. I was adamant that there would be no mercy for such disgraceful disrespect, especially considering what I had seen as a child.

Splashed on the pages of every newspaper and television screen, stories of infidelity are exposed and the world screams out for justice. Divorce is expected. This worldview also lines up with scripture. Adultery is the one reason Jesus gave for divorce (Matthew 19:1-12).

So why did I stay? After all, David had given me grounds for divorce culturally, legally, and Biblically.

My initial response was to run as fast and as far as I could. If I had not stopped long enough for prayer and counsel, I would have been long gone. My pastor recommended I take time before making this life-changing decision. He assessed the situation to make sure it was a safe environment and encouraged me to pray and carefully consider what God’s best for my family was. He supported my decision either way but emphasized caution rather than an impulsive reaction. This counsel rang true.

Time was the caveat needed in which to allow my tumultuous emotions a chance to calm and to know if the change in David’s heart was legitimate. His repentant attitude delayed my immediate flight and created just enough pause to let the crisis settle before reacting.

I started counseling immediately and my counselor told me that most people regret a hastily made decision to divorce after adultery. She also said that shock, grief, and anger consume a lot of energy, and decisions are best made after these emotions settle somewhat. Though hard to believe, this caution stilled my running feet. I knew I needed to concentrate on working through some of the shock and pain first. There would be plenty of time to assess as the circumstances unfolded.

The thought of staying in my marriage felt as impossible as sprouting wings to fly, yet leaving a marriage of twenty-five years seemed just as crazy. A process of taking one day at a time and living 2 Corinthians 12:10 became my lifeline: That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.

Never had I felt so weak, and yet so strong. As I called to God, He showed up moment by moment, day after day. He gave me strength and opened my thinking to view the situation from His perspective.

I have come to the realization that God’s heart will always be moved by repentance and that He will encourage restoration if possible. In Matthew 19:8, Jesus replies to the Pharisees of that day concerning the question of divorce: “Moses permitted you to divorce your wives because your hearts were hard. But it was not this way from the beginning.” In other words, when hearts are soft on both sides, and repentance coupled with a willingness to change is evident, God will want to restore the marriage.

I observed those who quickly divorced or ran into another relationship. Sadly it did not facilitate healing. The pain followed them. More often than not, the subsequent relationship failed, and deeper wounds occurred. I knew that wasn’t the answer.

Healing was the only option that made sense, whether my marriage survived or not. My prayers took on new direction. I knew intuitively it would not be David who mended my broken heart, but God.

This decision to stay did not mean I was about to turn a blind eye to the cancer in my marriage. The disease of adultery had to be excised as surely as a malignant tumor. The sacredness of marriage is too precious to dilute in such a destructive way. Had David carried on in the same behavior and not embraced change, I would have been a fool to carry on.

I have witnessed this destructive cycle firsthand, starting back in my childhood, where the betrayal was swept under the carpet. I place no judgment on my mother. She was trapped in a difficult marriage with nowhere to turn. She had eight children, no job, and no help. In those days, very little information was available on healing or emotional recovery after betrayal, and divorce was shunned. Little wonder that this unresolved situation perpetuated a cycle of destruction that progressively worsened over time.

Even in today’s culture, I have seen adultery handled in this way.

Heather is a soft-spoken, easygoing soul, who never needed to work outside the home. From childhood to marriage she enjoyed an affluent life. She both loved and needed the security of her husband. When her world came crashing in due to the unfaithfulness of her high school sweetheart and husband of twenty-eight years, she chose to bury the pain.

Still very much in love with her husband and afraid of losing the life she was accustomed to, she demanded nothing. No counseling. No change or repentance on the part of her husband. He in fact kept flittering between the two women unable to make up his mind. Each time he came home, she did his laundry, made him gourmet meals, and welcomed him into her bed. There were no consequences. Though she felt the pain, she denied the pain. He in turn adopted the belief that this kind of disrespect was acceptable.

The marriage died a long and excruciating death. Eventually Heather could no longer contain the injustice. Best said in her words, she explains: “The pain turned to poison, and when I finally gave birth to the anger within me, it was ugly, real ugly.”

Divorce followed, but that, happily, is not the final page of Heather’s story. She has since pursued inner healing and has emerged a confidant, joyful, Godly woman. She is an inspiration to many.

RESTORATION OF A MARRIAGE AFTER ADULTERY REQUIRES TWO VERY DEDICATED PEOPLE. IT IS HARD WORK.  However, I am living proof that is its possible to have a loving trusting marriage once again.

There has to be repentance from the transgressor and a willingness to heal on the part of the wounded spouse. The restoration of a marriage is a dual effort coupled with quality counseling and God’s redeeming power.

 

It Feels Like Someone Has Died!

by Blossom Turner on April 1, 2013

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GRIEF

COUNT THE LOSS

The risk of love is loss, and the price of loss is grief-

But the pain of grief is only a shadow

When compared with the pain of never risking love

~Hilary Stanton Zunin

“To spare oneself from grief at all cost can be achieved only at the price of total detachment, which excludes the ability to experience happiness.”

~Erich Fromm~

 

IT FEELS LIKE SOMEONE HAS DIED

“Job opened his mouth and cursed the day of his birth. . .‘Why did I not perish at birth, and die as I came from the womb?. . .‘Why is light given to those in misery, and life to the bitter of soul? . . .Oh that I might have my request that God would grant what I hope for, that God would be willing to crush me, to let loose his hand and cut me off!’” (Job 3:1, 11, 20; 6:8-9 NIV).

These words of Job taken from the word of God depict grief openly. The depth of his sorrow was not minimized. Suffering intensely, he begged God to crush him and end his life. This honesty comforts during grief because it portrays exactly how we feel. In the midst of sorrow we can more readily identify with the truthful emotions of Job’s struggle than we can with verses on victory and joy.

Grief is described in Webster’s dictionary as “pain of mind on account of something in the past; mental suffering arising from any cause, as misfortune, loss of friends, misconduct of one’s self or others, deep sorrow or sadness.”[i]

If these words resonate with your hurting soul, you are in the valley of grief.

I never thought of betrayal and grief wrapped together. If someone was grieving than someone had died, that was the extent of my knowledge. How naive. Then betrayal hit my marriage and sadness deep and cavernous entered.

I mention this because most people are not prepared for the depth of this emotion when betrayal shockingly visits. They have no idea what or how to manage grief. The first step is acknowledging its presence and the fact help is needed to work through the pain.

NO, you are not going crazy, you are grieving and its a necessary step toward your healing.

Here is a short journal entry I wrote when in the throws of grief. I include this not to accent the negative nor portrait a “woe as me” story, but rather identify with your suffering and give encouragement that there is a way beyond the sadness you feel today.

 

November 30, 2007 (One month post disclosure)

My emotions are a vacillating rotation between peace, power, and pain. The primary emotion however, is an outpouring of sorrow. It feels as if there has been a death, but no warm arms reach out to comfort. No flowers, or cards, no out-pouring of love. There’s no support. It’s a place with lonely pockets of pain and toxic silence. All I have is the directive to get through another day, one painful moment at a time. God is quietly providing the strength for one tiny step upon another. This remains a wilderness experience because I don’t want to expose my husband. I know I’m too hurt to share my sorrow without bitterness seeping through, so it feels like its better I say nothing at all. No one knows the pain I bare, the sorrow that fills me, the desert I walk alone.

I struggle not to think of them together and what they did. I’m taking each thought captive and find myself with the need to pray incessantly. I’m broken, bleeding and naked. My grief is a festering wound. The best gift my husband could have given me was faithfulness, but he chose otherwise.

I can’t sleep. I can’t eat. I cry with great racking sobs. Tears flow, matting my hair and soaking my pillow. Guttural groans wrench free. Sorrow aches through to the marrow in my bones as if I’m terminally ill. My soul carries a rock-like heaviness. I’m devastated.

BUT I’m held by a power that is not mine. If ever I’ve felt cradled in God arms, it’s now. I curl in fetal position, and He holds me close. A soothing presence envelops me in warmth. I am not alone.

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In the following weeks I will give some solid advice on how to walk through this valley of grief, but for today it is enough to assure you that grief is normal, grief is necessary, and allowing grief is part of the process toward healing.

 


Notes:

[i] Adapted from 1913 online Webster Dictionary (www.webster-dictionary.net)

Why take time for relationship with God?

by Blossom Turner on March 25, 2013

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Why have a relationship with God? When times are good a thanks into the heavens is enough, isn’t it?

When times turn tough, what then?Do we blame God for our circumstances? Does our belief in God fade away? Like the house built upon the sand will the storm blast in and wash our weak foundational faith out to sea where all that remains is grit, salty tears and bitterness?

Or…do we choose to pursue relationship with God in the good and the bad times?  Is God worth our attention, our time, our friendship, our adoration, all the time?

The result of a daily time with God, (reading His word, silencing the heart long enough to listen to how the Spirit leads, praying and communicating our thanks and requests) is powerful. When the storm of life hit (as they will), our house and faith now has a firm foundation built on rock. It will remain solid through the pain, the rain, and the drain of a long winter season. Our security lies in a God we have taken the time to get to know.

We know He is faithful.

We know He loves us.

We are secure in the fact God is always near.

We believe in a good God when life is not good.

We believe the Bible and take comfort in the fact God promises to heal the broken in our life and give strength for each day.

So if times are good, press into your relationship with God and build that firm foundation. If times are tough, press in even harder. You will find strength that passes all comprehension. You will know you are not alone.

Philippians 4: 7 And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

Through the gifting of song and beautiful melody, Josh Wilson brings this message alive. Enjoy!