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I had no idea what to do with violence. So I hid and tried my best to keep everyone around me from getting mad at me. Co-dependency much? Oh yes. All day, every day. For years. I mean, if you’re small and weak, what else can you do? We’ll get to that. But first…
Suddenly I was gripped around the neck, choking in a rear-naked hold. I was instantly a little girl again, helpless and scared. I wanted to cry. Rushing in then was a NO you WON’T and it was like I tucked the little girl behind me as warrior me emerged. I tucked my chin, dropped down, stepped on her foot and dug my thumb into the back of her hand, peeling it off. The next thing I knew she was on the floor. I stopped her. I actually defended myself.
As I thought about that moment, I began to understand what it meant to feel the aggression about injustice. As the emotions started to flow, I could feel the intensity escalating. There was definitely a good vs. evil, God vs. Satan battle going on in the spiritual realm. The enemy had several footholds in my life that I wasn’t even aware of until I began the process. My sister gave me things to say out loud. This at first was very uncomfortable and a felt a bit silly to me. But then I felt God say, Make it your own.