But it hurts...


Have you ever seen a little black girl get her hair combed? I recently took a trip with my older daughter, and before leaving, I needed to do something to my younger daughter's hair that would hold for a few days. I didn't want to leave my Mother with the burden of having to worry about it, even if only for a couple days while I was away...

That morning I woke Elizabeth up right around 3:30 am, as Racquel and I had an early flight to catch... Needless to say, she was very cranky... I sweet talked her into the bathroom, and pulled out all of the products I would need - a comb, a brush, rubberbands, cream, and gel. I began to brush through her curls, attempting to unravel and straighten the kinks and coils. All the while she yelled, "OUCH!!!" She even cried at some points during the process...

Despite her screams and tears, I kept going... I reassured her that everything was ok...I told her that I was almost finished... I said "Mommy's sorry, but I have to do this...it's only going to take me a little while longer..."

She hollered, "BUT IT HURTS!!!"

I never stopped... I never wiped her tears... I just carried on the process of finishing her hairstyle... Every now and then I even stood back to take a good look at how much progress I had made.. When I was almost done, I really couldn't focus on her hurt, even though I felt it...I had to keep perfecting what I was working on.

As soon as I was done, I prettied it all up with a bright bow :-) And then I took her into my lap and held her for a while...didn't really say much, just wiped her tears and rocked her back and forth... Eventually she stopped crying, her face was dry again, she looked beautiful - every hair in its rightful place - and it was like it never happened.

As I thought about that entire scenario, the whole disturbance of waking her up out of a comfortable sleep, messing with her, her crying and screaming, and it seeming to her as though I was ignoring her emotions while I continued to allow the very thing that was hurting her to keep happening ...but in actuality I was doing the very thing that I knew would perfect her...

I began to think of my relationship with God... How there have been times where I have been in the most uncomfortable situations... Life episodes that literally knocked the wind out of me... Tears, pain, hurt... despair... hollering and screaming for it to just stop... And that feeling that positioned me to wonder whether or not He really heard me... whether or not He cared... whether or not He was going to help... I couldn't see Him... I couldn't feel Him... I couldn't hear Him... It seemed like the pain just intensified... And as I stood in the midst of things, I was unable to see or tell if any progress was being made within me... My spirit believed and had faith that it would all be ok, but I heard myself sob into my pillow in the wee hours or the morning, "BUT IT HURTS, God!!!"

As time went on, I began to hear Him say, "just a little longer My Child..." Very softly He whispered, "It's almost over..." In my mind's eye, I can see myself crying and confused, while at the same time my God was taking steps back to look at how much progress He had made in perfecting me... little old me... Through it all, He was right there working it out... He was taking me through a process to beautify me... And what seemed never-ending, was just His timing...

Even though I don't feel like I am at the part where it all seems like it never happened, I believe that day is coming... That time where I will understand and see the beauty in everything that has happened...why it had to happen, and how it changed me for the better...

All of the tears will be gone, my face will be dry, and He will be holding my hand as I continue to journey on... I am encouraged that no matter how much "it" hurts - no matter what "it" is - it is all a part of the process... I trust that God sees, hears, and KNOWS all... I trust that with every holler and every tear, He is finishing things up in such a way that he can place that beautiful bow on everything, step back, smile, and reassure me that what I went through was necessary and it only made me who He wanted me to be... how He wanted me to be... and what He wanted me to be...

Trust that in the midst of the pain, taking a step back can show a much bigger picture of how it is all going to be resolved...not only the direction, but the destination as well...

It may hurt a lot in the beginning... but the closer you get to the end, it begins to hurt less and less... As we let the pain go, we can dry those tears, and pretty everything up with a confident smile as the bow on top of everything that we went through that had the ability to bring us to right where we needed to be...in Him...

Always remember - SOMETIMES HURT HEALS...

~ Resse

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