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Friday, October 7, 2022

DROP KICKING SHADOWS

 


If, for some reason, the video above does not work, here is the link to watch it directly on YouTube: Pulled Into Letting Go - Vlog 2

I want to take a moment to thank all of you for following along with my blog, Pulled Into Letting Go (https://mandytirado.blogspot.com/).

Recognizing that the enemy wants us to stay down, keep quiet and press on in the direction we're already going is the first step to taking back your power. Seeking out the shadows in order to expose them to the light is the third step. But what is the second? And how do we find the strength to fight the very evil that seeks to overtake us? We hold onto Jesus with all the strength that we possess and we rely on HIS power and HIS strength to fight the good fight. 

As I talk and as I write my blog, I keep an open Bible. Pain can tempt us to sin, and it is my goal to be NOT a stumbling block for others, but a source of encouragement and inspiration. It takes great strength to be kind in the face of pain and adversity, and I claim no personal victory in that. It is ALL God and the strength He lends me each day. 

Thank you to each person who follows along and prays for me. I feel your love and prayers. I love you, but more importantly, God loves you. May you be blessed today and all days. 

Stay tuned for another episode. See you next time! And remember, if you or a loved one is in danger, get help right away, and don't stop talking until someone acts on what you're saying.

National Domestic Abuse Hotline: 800-799-7233 Hours: 24/7. Languages: English, Spanish, and 200+ through interpretation service. SMS: Text START to 88788

National Sexual Assault Hotline: 1-800-656-4673 Hours: Available 24 hours. https://www.rainn.org/

988 Suicide and Crisis Lifeline Hours: Available 24 hours. Languages: English, Spanish. https://988lifeline.org/

In Christ alone our hope is found

Run, don't walk for help! You're worth it.

In Christ, 

Mandy Tirado

https://mandytirado.blogspot.com/

Wednesday, October 5, 2022

RUNNING SCARED

 There aren’t many memories of my childhood that aren’t tainted by abuse surrounding them. I was a depressed child. Sadness seemed to envelop me in the way it does those deep in mourning. Looking back, I do believe I was in constant mourning when I wasn’t in a safe place. For me, the only safe places were when I felt God nearby. 

Sometimes when I was at school, I would walk the hallways with my right hand down at my side, fingers slightly curled, palm open. This was my way of holding hands with Jesus as I faced the scary world. I was badly bullied from first grade all through the last month of my Senior year of High school when I dropped out (I wasn’t eligible to graduate with my class due to poor attendance).  

For I, the Lord your God, hold your right hand; it is I who say to you, “Fear not, I am the one who helps you.” Isaiah 41:13 (ESV)

When I was in church on Sundays, I felt safe. When I was studying the Bible with my godmother, I felt safe. When I was anywhere without my family and without my tormenting peers, I felt safe. I felt God nearby.

Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path. Psalm 119:105 (ESV)

As the years rolled on, the school became the place where I would let out my emotions – not home. I knew that at home, no one really cared. I’d already tested the waters and found them to be tepid; at school, I could easily incite a reaction out of at least one teacher per hour. I took delight in my disobedience. In fact, it became a game for me to see how far I could push a teacher until they snapped. 

What I was searching for wasn’t discipline. I wanted to know if someone noticed me. I wanted to see if anyone would or could see my pain and help me through it. No one at home seemed to be able to. They just made it worse and went on to blame me for their struggles as well. Common frustrations expressed by my parents were about money and my medical and therapy bills that went beyond the scope of what insurance was willing to cover. 

My “constant need” for hospitalization in high school meant that my parents were tens of thousands of dollars in debt. These were hospitalizations I never asked for, never needed, never wanted. They simply grew tired of dealing with me and wanted a break from me. Facing reality – that my stepdad never belonged back in the home and was causing further harm to me, was too much for them to bear. I was an afterthought - if even a thought at all.


For my father and my mother have forsaken me, But the LORD will take me up. – Psalm 27:10

As a response to trauma and the resulting anxiety, I learned to run away and hide. I learned to slow and control my breathing and focus on becoming so still that even my body made no sound. I became stealthy and could hide in a bathroom stall, squatting on the toilet seat with the bathroom stall unlocked (door shut) and no one would even think to try opening the door. The only sounds in the room were coming from the other person who was searching for me. 

I could disappear within seconds and have a team of people looking for me for well over an hour before I decided to relinquish control and end the game myself. To them, it was not a game. To me, it was both a game and survival. When I ran away, my brain told me I was in legitimate danger, whether that was fact or not. I also held all the power when I was hiding, and they were searching for me. This was an unusual feeling – power, that I was discovering.

You are my hiding place; You preserve me from trouble; You surround me with songs of deliverance. Selah. – Psalm 32:7

My teenage years were spent restlessly running away and being brought back. I’d bide my time for a while and then run away again. It was hard to sit still unless it benefitted me somehow. I became well known by the local police for my truancy, and I loved it. That was another game for me. 

Looking back, I can see that there were adults in my life who truly wanted to help and felt helpless because I would not cooperate with them. I also feel remorse over the way I misbehaved and when I became a Christian, I did repent of those sins. I also asked God a lot of questions about why my parents hated me and treated me so badly. God’s response? Read the book of Job. 

Therefore, confess your sins to one another and pray for one another, that you may be healed. The prayer of a righteous person has great power as it is working. James 5:16 (ESV)

Many times over the years, I have read the book of Job and the ending is always my favorite part. Though Job gets no real answers as to the “why” of things, he does live a good life and walk with God. It’s nice to know that Job was doubly blessed during the second half of his life. His struggles were not in vain and I am sure that Job appreciated his blessings more, knowing what life was like before them.

Be still and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted over the earth.” The LORD of Hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our fortress. -Psalm 46:10-11.

Walking with her daddy
Just a closer walk with thee...

 

Today, my husband and I were talking about how much easier life might be if we could just see into the future. Do we really need to, though? Hasn’t God shown us that life with Him continues to get better and better? Even in trials and tribulations, life is better each year we walk with Him because we learn to trust Him more and lean on Him more to have all our needs met. Does it always “feel” good? No, of course not. And it doesn’t need to. Because God’s Word is absolute, I know I can always trust Him.

Stay tuned for another episode. I aim to crank out the blog posts three times a week on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. See you next time! And remember, if you or a loved one is in danger, get help right away, and don't stop talking until someone acts on what you're saying.

National Domestic Abuse Hotline: 800-799-7233 Hours: 24/7. Languages: English, Spanish, and 200+ through interpretation service. SMS: Text START to 88788

National Sexual Assault Hotline: 1-800-656-4673 Hours: Available 24 hours. https://www.rainn.org/

988 Suicide and Crisis Lifeline Hours: Available 24 hours. Languages: English, Spanish. https://988lifeline.org/

In Christ alone our hope is found

Run, don't walk for help! You're worth it.