| The Fear of Redemption |
| Written by Monica | |
| Saturday, 26 May 2007 | |
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This statement can be hard to comprehend and perhaps seems unlikely to be true. Why would I be afraid of eternal happiness? Boundless love, eternal life, joyous freedom… Heaven itself is mine once salvation is accomplished, or, perhaps more appropriately, accepted.
Does it make sense to you that your real fear is of your own completion in God? I always wondered why. What is so fearful about salvation?
It was shown to me how powerful my belief in separation is, how tricky my mind can be and how much in denial of the truth I am. I was dismayed to find out how true that statement is. My real fear was of my own freedom and it took time, and an experience of total pain, to get to the bottom of it. Thick clouds of denial had to be uncovered. It took the form of a child custody dispute, a two year undertaking that would be the undoing of me. I knew that my greatest fear was of the loss of my children, and yet I never believed it would happen. When I divorced, I promised to give their father residential custody after 2 ½ years. I moved them 1000 miles away from him in my decision to give myself to God. Yet, I didn’t ever think it would really happen, or that he would want them, since he hadn’t been around much at all while we were married. I couldn’t imagine them not living with me. I had been raising them since birth and they were only 8 and 10 years old. I knew I had to allow their father the chance to have them, but I always saw them coming back after a short period. Yet, once they were there, all the verbal agreements we made somehow didn’t matter, and although the children were begging to come back, their father would not let them. We entered a legal custody dispute involving psychologists, three lawyers and finally a trial. I was dismayed by the situation in which I found myself. I had to admit that this conflict was the main thing on my mind for a good 18 months. I woke up with it on my mind, I experienced the total pain of the children not being free to return to me, I was shocked at how prolonged the situation became. It was supposed to be just six months, possibly one year, that they would live with him. But the psychological evaluation alone took seven months. Then, in spite of the outcome, which was that the children should live with me, their father still refused to abide by it. We entered into a legal battle.
I can’t express the pain I experienced at this seeming injustice. I was shocked, and finally hit a total bottom. I realized that this world is entirely futile. What a joke! I didn’t care about the thousands of dollars it cost, I could only experience the total pain of not being free! Not having what I truly wanted and of being proved wrong! About all of it! I was entirely guilty of the situation. I wanted to kill or be killed. My rage was palpable, my insanity obvious to everyone but me. I could not see that I was the cause of this, I could only feel victimized. The more I talked about it, the worse I felt. Yet I could not keep this inside me, it was too painful. I had to rely on my brothers at Endeavor Academy, my husband, and my savior, Jesus Christ, who saw me through the whole thing.
Yet, after they returned to their father in the fall, I found myself still guilty and in pain, and still preoccupied with the situation. I had to be honest, I was not happy. I begged for help and found myself asking for a 12 Step sponsor. I did the 12 steps and learned:
2. There is no solution to it. 3. I have to be dependent upon God and have total faith in Him and Him only!
I admitted to my own separate self construct. I was completely self-centered, fearful, viscious and murderous, and justified in all of it. I was totally screwed. And I finally could not stand myself! I was unmanageable. The 12 Steps are truly miraculous. It wasn’t easy to do them. I had to admit how prideful I was, and how angry. I couldn’t hide anything from my sponsor. Even after doing the inventory, which was a big one: I found myself admitting that I didn’t trust God and I was completely amazed at myself. I had given my life to God, yet I couldn’t trust Him? What had I given my life to? A sacrificial God who wanted me only to suffer? It made no sense! |
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You are not really afraid of crucifixion, your real terror is of redemption. (Chapter 13, The Guiltless World).
I was totally naïve about the legal system. I really felt deep down in my heart that the judge would take into consideration the recommendations of the psychologist and the children’s guardian ad litem.
After it was over, the children came for the summer, and I realized that here they were, my relationship was not broken and in fact, I hadn’t lost anything.
Wow, it was all perfect after all!
“The Holy Instant does not come from your little willingness alone.