Let’s Get Better: Removing Shame, Part 2

Last week I started a series about removing Shame.

Today, I’m going to finish my story about playing baseball as a kid and show you one way I have been known to heal memories. This particular one was about Shame.

Sometimes I ask God to show me a place or a time in my life that needs healing. I get quiet, usually, I am in my quiet time already, and I let my imagination take me to a memory.

This is different from Body Code or Belief Code. This is the method I chose to use in this case. I could have used the Body Code or Belief Code to find the trapped emotions and imbalances, and that works well too. This time, I chose to do it this way. 

In this memory, the one I wrote about last week, about me playing baseball when I was about 6-8 years old. To recap, when I was young, I loved to play baseball. My Dad had been playing baseball with me and my sister for years and I wanted to play on a team. My Mom signed my sister and me up for the local rec league. Girls had not, apparently, wanted to play in the summer rec league before and the coaches and boys were not very happy to have us join them.

You can find that post here.

Removing the Shame

As I thought about that memory, I allowed all the thoughts, feelings, lies, and emotions to come up and I wrote them all down in my journal. 

First, I forgave my coaches and my teammates. 

I just let the words come up and out onto my page. When I had them all, I pictured Jesus with me in my imagination.  I took all of these things, still in my imagination, and put them into a bucket and handed them to Jesus. 

Then, I waited. Still picturing Jesus with me. Sometimes I ask Him to give me something in return. Sometimes,  like this time, I just sit with Him. 

He shook all the dust from the ball diamonds off of me and He hugged me. He poured water over me washing all the dust off of me. It was so powerful! I felt so clean after.

Shame has no hold on me!

My friend gave me even more understanding of this all. This was all tied to my identity as a girl. Girls aren’t supposed to want to play baseball. During those days, I wanted to be a boy. Boys got to do all the cool things. Like play baseball.

When I was that age, I didn’t typically like the things girls do, like playing with dolls or dress-up. I didn’t play with makeup and such.

Now, I like shopping to an extent. Mostly rummaging, to be specific. Still don’t like makeup. My skin doesn’t either!!

I don’t dress overly girly. I drive a full-sized truck or my Mustang. 

This is one of the first places in my life where it was made clear that what I like is not ok. I am a girl so I am supposed to like girl stuff. Shame made me think that there was something wrong with me and I should shrink back.

Don’t be ashamed of who you are!

In this world right now, there are lots of young ones who are in this place too. Its ok to be a boy and like more girly stuff. And, as I am a testimony to it, its ok to be a girl and like more boyish stuff.  My Mom loved me enough to let me be who I was. She let me know it was ok to be myself. Of course, she tried to get me to wear dresses and play with dolls. I usually ended up either taking off all my clothes as soon as I could to put on my jeans or filthy from running with the boys and playing baseball.  

Because of her, I now have 9 amazing kids and 9 amazing grands. She let me run with the boys and like the more boyish stuff, but she also encouraged me in embracing my feminine side.

And it was nothing to be ashamed of.  

Shame tried to keep me down, but it did not win. 

and it will not win.

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