I have come a long way in my journey of healing my self-hatred, but no matter how far I come I can’t seem to leave it behind. So I am left asking myself: what is it about self-hatred that I subconsciously believe is helping me? The answer I came up with is my self-hatred is actually rooted in hatred for God. That might seem really horrifying to some, but if I don’t confront these deeply hidden roots inside of me, I will continue to live them out. If I don’t examine myself and find what in my heart is still…
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When I first came to Christ I was very leery of the idea of sin. For me, sin was something that was used to punish me. I was often told I was a sinner, which was equated to evil, bad, terrible, and holding a one-way ticket to hell. This wasn’t used as a segway into the need for Christ and the mercy and forgiveness He died to give us, it was used as a rod of discipline to keep me in line. The only forgiveness I heard about was being forgiven by obeying the adults in charge of me, and…