Removing the sting… 

Removing the sting...

sting [sting] verb

1. to prick or wound with a sharp-pointed, often venom-bearing organ.
2. to affect painfully or irritatingly as a result of contact, as certain plants do: to be stung by nettles.
3. to cause to smart or to cause a sharp pain: The blowing sand stung his eyes.
4. to cause mental or moral anguish: to be stung with remorse.
5. to goad or drive, as by sharp irritation.

Lots of ‘stings’ happen every day. I wonder how to deal with them?

Stings can be around every corner. Is that only me or do you notice this too? Am I the only one to feel ‘stings’ that result from interactions that happen around us each and every day? Am I super sensitive or does everyone feel them? And then perhaps I also wonder do these experiential ‘stings’ blend into each persons background noise?

I have arrived at a place in my life where I didn’t think I would really land… ‘Stings’ have driven me to a place where trust is getting quite limited. 

I find that I am much happier to keep people at arm’s length! I finally came to that conclusion only this morning when a thought crossed my mind about someone, I honestly don’t know who it was, and I sensed some offense because I felt hurt or let down or rejected by them sometime in the past. I must have had a memory pop up. The memory I had was really just a passing thought but I have been realising the last few days that these thoughts pop in and out of my mind each day. And I can see where there is a pattern.

We all have wounds from throughout our life though God doesn’t bring every one of them to light, different ones come up at different times… I think perhaps just being aware of these ‘stings’ that come to light, and bringing them before God is the answer.  I don’t want to run from pain that there has been, but I do want to AVOID further pain.

I have created new boundaries now, or at least I am learning to have them. It may seem from looking from the outside that boundaries cause disconnection to occur or ‘building of walls’ but in reality boundaries do build certain walls that’s why they are called boundaries.People like me who don’t always have good boundaries in some areas may come across as disconnecting but perhaps its just a healthy boundary??? If you don’t feel safe then you don’t allow someone access to your heart I think that is wisdom. I’m on a learning curve with some of this and with people in general too.

I believe that God will heal me for sure​, although its sometimes hard to imagine the sting being take out of some of these memories. To me it’s as if the ‘stings’ are almost involuntary reactions! How does one stop something that seems to be involuntary?

Once something has happened to cause a sting I have learnt that I need to take one instance at a time, but when trust is gone then it becomes a boundary issue. New boundaries needed.

I think there are more stings than I thought there were, they have been in the background noise I described earlier – almost undetectable. It’s easy to say ‘oh that was in the past I’m ok’ but then the sting might still be there.

When the Holy Spirit brings up a memory for us it means that God wants to bring healing in this area for us with the trust and other things that trigger the stings…

My friend told me that we will know when we are healed! She said “you know you are healed when the memory has no more sting to it” She said it’s not a quick fix either its a process. One by one I will bring God the ‘stings’ and I know this is the only way for them to go!Just something to think about!

~Cam Richmond~


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  1. I could really relate to this, Cam. I still struggle to get past thinking boundaries are selfish and feeling like I need to justify them. They are actually one of the healthiest things I have done for myself. Not to mention, our time and resources are limited. Freeing up time from unhealthy situations, gives us more time to be where God might be calling us. What we walk away from could have been the very thing holding us back from the next place.

    I love the way your friend put that…when the memory has no sting.

  2. thank you for such inspirational posts. Yes there are many stings & ouches, we then I guess to learn to realise we might learn something from them.

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