Following the “Path to Freedom” is not a musical romp down the yellow-brick road. Those walking the path do so in a wounded state, since we are all wounded in one way or another.
The following words were written by a young woman who happened to ‘like’ something I had posted here. As a result, I discovered her blog, and what an incredible discovery that was! The title of the blog is “Anorexia Revealed” but if you think that is what the subject is, you are mistaken.
Well….sort of anyway.
“Glorious Wounds” is the introduction to the blog and we quickly learn that the journey we are about to embark upon is a remarkable testimony to the power of God and to the finished work of Jesus Christ on the Cross.
You see, “Anorexia Revealed” is not just about this young woman’s battle with anorexia. It is about you, and me, and every other human being walking on God’s creation. It is about the trials and tribulations we all face on the “Path to Freedom”, and she points us to where our strength to stay on that path comes from with very eloquent, thoughtful – and sometimes very painful – words.
As she so beautifully writes, “We are all wounded. Each and every one of us have scars that remind us of our sufferings and shortcomings. They are part of who we are. And try as we may to cover them up, we shouldn’t – because they are beautiful.”
I won’t spoil it any further. Read for yourself:
I was listening to a talk the other day by Fr. Glenn Sudano, and it spoke to me so profoundly that I took on the task of writing this book. Allow me to recount what I took away from it.
We are all wounded. Each and every one of us have scars that remind us of our sufferings and shortcomings. They are part of who we are. And try as we may to cover them up, we shouldn’t – because they are beautiful.
Jesus endured the greatest suffering of all: the Cross. And when He rose again after the third day, He greeted His loved ones and showed them the scars on His hands where He had been pierced. Thomas even put his hands in the holes. His wounds weren’t infected, but glorious and glowing. They were a victory.
That’s how we need to treat our wounds. Are they infected or are they glowing? Our wounds are the signs of the suffering and trials in our life, and they need to be washed in His divine grace. We must allow His Light to shine out of them. For in our weakness, we are actually strong, through Christ. He suffered first, and won, thus allowing us to do the same.
Therefore, I am writing this deeply personal and oftentimes disturbingly honest account, revealing my wounds from the anorexia that ravaged my body eight years ago. I hope it offers insight into the insidious nature of the disease, so as to shed light on what your loved one is going through.
Through these words, I hope to expose the inner thinking of someone struggling with the disease. It’s what I wish I could have told my parents and loved ones at the time, but couldn’t. It’s what I wish they would have known. What I wish they would have understood.
I preface this, that this account is from when I was fully engulfed in my disease. My thoughts were not clean, nor pure. They were dark. Very dark. But it is in exposing that darkness that I hope to allow His Light to shine through these wounds so as to bring hope and help to others.
Sometimes we just know we have a monopoly on pain. Sometimes we just know that no one suffers as much as we do. Sometimes we just know that no one is worse off than we are.
Sometimes we don’t know jack.
Do yourself a favor, and click here to go back to the beginning of the blog. It takes a lot to expose yourself the way she does in her writing. I know this to be true. Make it worth what she must have gone through to write some of those words by reading them and thanking her.