I just finished reading
Thin Places a memoir by Mary DeMuth. A brave compilation of unfortunate childhood memories, Mary does much more than dredge up her sordid past for the sake of wallowing in it's raunchy pit. She creates an opportunity to see things anew; to gain a fresh perspective on the past in order to move on to the present.
"Much of what God does in my life is healing the past in order to embrace the future" Mary writes (p189). The time has come for me to do the same. The time has come to stop running from my past in a vain hope of leaving it all behind. The time has come to remember...so I do.
