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"It takes time," I tell myself, right before I fall asleep. "It takes time" as I hold my hubby's hand and finally fall asleep. The same words I told so many other people when I saw them for trauma counselling, it takes time. To get over traumatic situations, just like we encountered this week when my husband and I were verbally and emotionally threatened and intimidated by a couple who attacked my husband in our apartment block, just because my husband was doing his job. It takes time, to finally receive our restraining order from the courts, something we had to apply for, to protect us against this crazy duo downstairs. And it takes time to allow the trauma of the situation to settle. Taking time to allow God to heal, to cry and to go through those emotions, trauma brings. I know them, I studied them, I helped others breath through them and I tell myself time. And I know all the time, God has been so amazing this week, deeper in to His Love, deeper in to the heart whispers inside of me. It takes time. For justice to be done, when there just is so litte of it and that's the world we live in. People harm others with no remorse or no let up but we are still standing, in God's embrace, with greater hunger and desire. It takes time and I am so thankful God that You own all of time.... and that You hold me so tight, all of the time...
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