Laura’s reflections from the March 2010 Redemption Group Immersion…
I have sought redemption before…only to be disappointed. I wanted redemption my way. Although I never wanted any part of my healing to be without Christ, I was leaving the Cross behind. I was asking God to fit into my equation for redemption.
After going through the rich material in Redemption Group, I was humbled first and foremost by the immense love of my Savior. He gently exposed my equations for redemption. He then softened my heart to the shame I have been trapped in since a woman within my church molested me as a teenager.
The only way I can describe my life of shame is that I was frozen inside of an ice cube. As days passed, the ice cube grew larger, safely guarding me from those around me and from my Savior. People could still see me and I could still relate to people. I became adept at allowing people to think they knew me while staying safely distanced. This ice cube left my soul weary, my heart embittered and every part of me disillusioned.
From the inside looking out, this ice cube gave me a very distorted lens through which I viewed everything. I hated myself for the sin someone committed against me. I saw God’s Word as a source of bondage—for she used Scripture to justify the wrong she committed against me. This shame that enslaved me manifested itself as feelings of depression, despair and hopelessness. I had forgiven my perpetrator; I had invested much energy and many tears in the healing process. However, I believed that I was as whole as I would probably ever be.
Then my Savior stepped in and melted the layers of shame, despair and deception. With his brilliant light and radiant love, he melted all of the ice that surrounded me. He gave me the courage to be in His presence, naked and unashamed. Jesus took my shame upon Him in His death. In allowing Him to take my shame, I can put my hope fully in my God. It was not the experience of Redemption Groups that brought redemption, but experiencing my risen Redeemer.
Below is the psalm Laura wrote during the Redemption Group Immersion.
I have spent the first 25 years of my life telling you—my creator–how you created me wrongly and what simple changes you could make or simply help me to make to bring redemption. I even bartered with you, promising you your share of Glory.
But you, Oh God are not simply the God of my youth who offers empty hope and abuse. You are the God of me today—offering true hope, lasting change and real peace.
See my definitions of purity, beauty, wholeness and peace miss you and circumvent the cross. My disillusionment is because of my definitions—not your character.
My created world of walls and expectations that only kept me from you were my attempt to string together fig leaves to hide my shameful body. I take off these leaves and stand before you, my God—naked and unashamed and ask for Your garment of righteousness.
