Forgiving What You Can't Forget: Discover How to Move On, Make Peace with Painful Memories, and Create a Life That’s Beautiful Again

by Lysa TerKeurst

I don’t understand how any of this is right or fair or good. It all just makes me so sad, so heartbroken for their pain, and it quite honestly feeds my doubts. I want to say this is where my faith revs up, my spiritual muscles flex big and strong, and a confident war cry explodes from deep within me: “I am confident God will heal your daughter fully and completely!” “I am absolutely certain God will make your husband break up with his mistress and bring him home better than ever!” “I declare Jesus’ name over your anxiety and demand it be gone and your peace and joy restored!” I have seen God do all of that before. But I’ve also seen so many circumstances where they don’t wake up from the coma. The husband never comes back home. And the illness stays. And instead of a fearless, faith-filled war cry, I can be found just curled up on my bed in a full-blown ugly cry.

If you aren’t sure if you have religious trauma or not, just read this. If you didn’t before, congratulations, you do now “dear friend”.