Raw

You know when you try to open a jar that's on really tight and after several tries it finally pops open? Then you look down at your hands and they're red and it hurts to move them. Or how about when you have a sore throat for a long time, and you drink pop or lemonade? Hurts, doesn't it?

Is that your fault? No, not really. You've gone through a stress of some sort and it left that part of your body raw and sensitive.

I thoroughly believe that the spirit is as versatile and complex as the body. This past week has been drastic and volatile in my spiritual life, something I'm grateful for because I am growing from it. But now I realize that all that work God has been doing, all the scraping out of the bad stuff in my life, has left me sensitive and raw.

Every little thing is like lemon juice in a cut. Stupid things that people don't mean, stuff that I take out of context. Its like poking a burn. It wouldn't be a problem at all when I'm healthy, but now that I'm in recovery it hurts like a jerk. I guess that's what I get for being vulnerable.

Another lesson learned: When God does a work in you beware the weeks after. He may leave you so raw that things that didn't bother you before scrape against your sensitive new heart.