Healing opens doors where fear built walls.
There’s a kind of love you don’t know how to receive when you’re still protecting your wound. You might smile. You might even say, “I’m good.” But inside? You’re guarding what hurt you. And when you’re still guarding, you’re still bleeding—even if the world can’t see it.
But then, something changes. Slowly.
One day, you realize you laughed without suspicion. You texted back without overthinking. You prayed not for the pain to stop, but for the courage to be open again.
That’s what healing does. It doesn’t erase what happened. It doesn’t guarantee you’ll never be hurt again. But it gives you the clarity to stop letting fear run your heart like it’s still in survival mode. And when you get there, even just barely there, love feels different.
Not naive. Not desperate. Not anxious.
But steady. Patient. Whole.
And maybe most important: safe.
Not because people are perfect—but because you are no longer driven by the fear of rejection, failure, or abandonment. You’re moved by love now. The kind rooted in God, steady in identity, and wise with boundaries.
“There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear…”
– 1 John 4:18 (NIV)
Loving from a healed place doesn’t mean you won’t feel nervous. But it does mean you won’t shrink.
You’re not hiding anymore. You’re not shrinking to be accepted. You’re not bending to be seen. You’re just loving… freely. And that kind of freedom is proof that you’re healing—even if no one else sees the scars.
Because now? You’re healed enough to love without fear. And that’s worth everything.
District Elder & Pastor Harold Robertson, Jr. is a seasoned IT Accounts Manager and spiritual leader who bridges technology and faith to drive innovation in schools, churches, and communities. With certifications in ITIL, Google Workspace, AI, and church administration, he empowers organizations to thrive through strategic tech integration and leadership.
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