I have participated in redemption groups a handful of times now. Both as a participant and as a leader. I didn't want to do it this time around. I felt overwhelmed, burdened, stressed, and... well, just a plain hot mess. I felt completely unfit to care for/counsel anyone else, as I often feel like my own life is unraveling at the seams. But the truth is, in my own strength, I am completely unfit to care for anyone else. In-and-of-myself, I have nothing to offer. I cannot heal the hurting wounds that some of these women have experienced. I cannot take away their heartache. I cannot relate to all of their pain.
But HE can.
And for that I am grateful.
"My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever."