Sometimes You Need to be Verified

So. Last night had a chat with one of my friends, a really long one, one of those you know you will remember for the rest of your life. I sat across from her as one by one she recalled where we'd been the past 5 years, how much God had brought me to her mind, and how He had revealed the truth of what was going on in my life. She knew the truth all this time, and sometimes when I feel like there is no one out there who understands, or who believes me from my past life, she assured me that she did. She got separated from me, and didn't know how to get back into my life. It was amazing to reconnect last night.

So I didn't dream all this up. What he did to me was not just a nightmare but it really happened. So many times I watch movies, and I think, yep I've been there, or was that this girl I knew who lived it. But now I know I really did survive. Out of all the things I have needed, reassurance that it actually happened was one thing I needed. And I got that last night from someone who was there, from someone who watched me drowning and feared for me each time she left me alone. I can't believe that someone noticed, it seemed so many others didn't notice, or chose not to care, or shut it out like a dirty little secret. So many did know, had seen the effects, and yet stood by silently and even were furious at me for ending things. Now I know that there were a few who saw behind the mask, behind the lies, and saw what was really going on.

It gives me great comfort now to know that God was being my defender. He was the One who was whispering to my friends late at night, prompting them to pray, and to rebuke when it was necessary the dark force plotting against me. They were there for me, even when I could not know about it.

I love God's timing. As the weight falls, so does his last clutch on my life. No more will he hold power or control. God is SUPER good.