The Day God Dried My Tears | Empower Her Blog

• This blog post isn’t just a story, it’s an invitation to healing. If you’ve ever felt abandoned, silenced, or broken by someone who was supposed to love you, what you’re about to read might shift something deep within.

  
  

• This is a real story of how God stepped into trauma with undeniable presence and protected a little girl when no one else would. And as you read, you may begin to see how God has been present in your pain, too, healing, covering, and making a way even when it didn’t feel like it. Don’t just read this with your eyes, read it with your heart. Your breakthrough might begin here.

I found out that God was with me one day after I had told my mother that her boyfriend was touching me inappropriately, and she slapped me and told me to go sit my “fass tail” down somewhere.

It wasn’t just my mother hitting me physically that day that pained me, but it hurt me more that she didn’t believe me at all.

I went crying to my bedroom, sat in a corner in my room, and felt like someone was watching me. I had my head between my legs, and I looked up and saw a shadow going by.

At first, I was scared, but this presence made me calm. I went to the window, looked out to my right, nothing. Then to my left and there stood a man in a white robe with a gold sash around His waist. I couldn’t see His face because it was like a bright light, brighter than the sun in the sky that day. But His hand, it was light as well.

He reached it out toward me, and every tear dried up in my eyes and on my face. I cried no more that day, and the warmth I felt stayed with me even to this very day.

A couple days later, my mother and that man got into a big fight, and she put him out. I never saw that man again until I was grown and in a grocery store with my brother.

When I saw that man, I blacked out and began to throw all the canned items in the basket for a cookout we were doing. When I came to, my brother and the police had me outside sitting on the back of an ambulance truck. I explained to my brother and the police what happened, and they ended up taking that man to jail.

I never saw or heard anything about him until one day, someone came to notify my mother that he had passed away.

I learned that even at a young age, God was always watching over me. The ways that man could have hurt my insides. God didn’t allow it to happen. Yes, he touched me in places he had no business, but he never got to do all he wanted to do. His plans weren’t the plans God had for me at that time. So God sent him away so I could have peace.

My mother started drinking a lot after God removed him from our house and out of our lives. It’s not important to keep a man in your bed when that man is stealing innocence from your child. And my mother had to learn that lesson from God.

Thank you, Jesus, for being in my life and protecting me even when I didn’t know You. Neither did I know You had been protecting me and speaking life over me before I was even placed in my mother’s womb.

Sharing My Story For You

Talk to God as if He is right there in the room with you. Know and allow Him to lead and guide you. When He shows you your mistakes, repent and do your best to do better.

Nobody’s perfect, no matter how much they may act like they are. We all need God’s leadership, love, grace, mercy, blessings, and favor daily.

No matter how long I have been waiting on God to move in my life in a way that would change my life forever and impact others, the weapons that have been formed against me don’t prosper.

Every trick, lie, and scheme of the enemy hasn’t worked, and God is still healing me. He gives me renewed strength daily, so therefore I will wait on the Lord. I’m going to not grow weary. I’m not going to faint, because my strength comes from the Lord.

Verse of the Day

Isaiah‬ ‭40‬:‭31‬‭ (CSB) “but those who trust in the  Lord will renew their strength;  they will soar on wings like eagles;  they will run and not become weary, they will walk and not faint.”

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God’s protection doesn’t always prevent the pain, but it always promises purpose.

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