Introducing herself, she said, "I grew up in the color purple." She went on to explain that she had survived her childhood in a terrible ghetto in Mississippi and had scratched and clawed her way to a high ranking position as a military chaplain.
With advanced degrees in theology, psychology, and personnel management she had a very impressive resume. But she was not happy which is a gross understatement. Truth be told, she had been depressed all her adult life.
Later in an intensive therapy session, she cried out in deep despair, "Grandmama you told me with a good education, I could leave the ghetto behind. Grandmama, you were wrong. I got the good education but the ghetto is still living inside me." And that was the beginning of her journey toward wholeness.
When will we ever learn? You can never get enough of what you don't need. You can't fix internal problems with external solutions. She couldn't, neither can you. Neither can I. But if you're willing to pay the price, physically, mentally, emotionally and spiritually, you can heal.
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