They All Fall Down
It has been over a month since my last post and I have missed writing. But, these last few weeks have given me the opportunity to focus on hearing and healing. Before my hiatus, I shared how I felt compelled to fast and pray so that I could “rest” and “return” to the Lord.
As a Kingdom Mommy, I know the weight of the assignment to raise Godly seed for His glory and for His Kingdom, so, when I felt all my reserves were depleted, I knew something needed to change.
In the past, when I needed refreshing and healing from the Lord, He would give it in abundance. It was always a special time we shared. This time He gave in to me, but He packaged in a way I did not expect.
I knew I needed to go, I was desperate for something more. So when they made the announcement that the women’s ministry, at my church, was planning a retreat for the ladies, I signed-up immediately.
It was not until I arrived at the convention center that Friday afternoon, that my heart felt like it would burst inside me. I started to feel anxious but I knew, He had something very special planned for me, so I swallowed back the tears and pressed on.
I had not been around women like this in a long time. To be honest, I had not been around “church folks,” like this for a long time. Having only been at my new church for a little over a year, this was a big step for me. I had been in settings like this before, yet after being wounded by those who said they served the Lord, my heart was broken and, so I had kept myself hidden away. But what I did not realize, was that I had kept myself hidden for my God as well.
Of course I prayed and talked to the Lord, did some bible reading and quiet time, but I had not let Him ALL the way back in and had kept His people out too.
As the retreat progressed, so did my tears and my pain. I realized that I had let one trauma affect me too much, and the walls I had built to “protect” me from such a breach happening again, had imprisoned me and kept me from the love of my God and His people. I had admitted that I was afraid… to trust again, to love, to feel how deep the pain really went.
But as I shared with one of the sisters what my vice was, something came out of my mouth that seemed to hit me in the chest like a ton of bricks. “I am afraid,” I said to her, as she held my hand after pouring out her heart to me “…and I’m ashamed that I’m afraid.”
That was IT. The “thing” that I couldn’t figure out before. Why it had been so hard for me to let go of the hurt. I admitted for the first time that I was ashamed.
And they heard the sound of the Lord God walking in the garden in the cool of the day, and the man and his wife hid themselves from the presence of the Lord God among the trees of the garden. But the Lord God called to the man and said to him, “Where are you?” And he said, “I heard the sound of you in the garden, and I was afraid, because I was naked, and I hid myself.”
Genesis 3:8-10 (ESV)
I knew that God’s grace, mercy and power could keep me and protect me and heal me. I had walked with Him for so long, taught His Word, preached His healing, and lived in His redemptive light. What was wrong with me? How could I NOW be so shaken by the pain I was feeling? How could I have not gotten over this pain by now? How could I been struggling to believe?
Much like Adam’s response to the promptings and the call of the Lord, I too was afraid, but what finally came to the light, was that I was ashamed, so I hid myself. With that confession came a new level of healing for me. And God had prepared a table for me in the presence of His people, His vessels..the women in my church community.
He set me up to come out of hiding, to be loved by others who shared some of the same wounds I had. Mothers, sisters, aunts, ministers, caregivers…women, who were loved by Him just like me. They too came for healing, rest, deliverance, and freedom. They too came out of hiding and loved me on their way out.
He healed me through community and together… they helped me to tear my walls down.
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Needless to say, by Saturday night, I was beat and feeling really bad, but I was still folding laundry, and finishing the girls’ hair.
I was talking to a sister friend of mine and we were discussing how often, even as Christian women, we tend to depend on our own strength to do everything we need to do and get it all done. Not realizing that this is our plight, we stand “strong” and “keep it moving,” sometimes even when God is nudging us to slow down.
One year ago today, Kingdom Mommy was launched. I am overjoyed at what God has done on this blog and looking forward to how He will use it to be a blessing to those raising Godly seed for His glory and for His Kingdom. Celebrate with us and leave us a comment.
Many people started out the year and had planned to get fit, lose weight, get out of debt and so on. But some have found their way back into old habits and may feel helpless to get back on track.