Updated: Jul 14
By Heather Lobe Johnson
God's Brave Women - Heather's Story
When my now-husband and I first started dating, I was a single mom with a guarded, wounded heart.
I think back to those first few months and examine the heart he encountered—it was a little bit like a minefield with the jagged edges of old shrapnel below the surface.
Although I’d spent years pursuing deep healing in the presence of the Lord, my therapist, and Christian support groups, Ryan’s pursuit of my heart pushed some old hurts and lies to the surface.
When he was good to me, I waited and watched for the “other shoe” to drop. I looked for red flags more than celebrating the green ones. His gentleness and patience were a stark contrast to my expectations. And at times, his loving posture towards me felt like too much.
I didn’t think I deserved it.
"His gentleness and patience were a stark contrast to my expectations. And at times, his loving posture towards me felt like too much. I didn’t think I deserved it."
But still, I could feel God stirring in me a call to plant my feet instead of running. I sensed God calling me to the courage of letting love in, even though I desperately wanted to push it away.