“Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come:
The old has gone, the new is here!”
~2 Corinthians 5:17
An old friend stopped by. We hadn’t seen each other in years. We talked about old times. We laughed and joked about all of the crazy things we used to do. Then the conversation turned to the old wounds we had lived through. I found myself sharing the details of old hurts when suddenly I stopped mid-sentence. “I don’t live here anymore!” I said. “This isn’t my address any longer. I don’t dwell on the past hurts. I’ve let them go. I don’t want to resurrect them in a conversation.”
It felt liberating to be able to turn my attention and focus away from the chains that used to bind me. I used to walk around in my victimhood feeling sorry for myself. It was good to catch myself headed down that dark path to my old way of thinking and behaving. My friend seemed to understand my desire to avoid dredging up past trauma. She graciously shifted gears and once again we talked about happier times.
We are in control of what we talk about. We can decide to keep the wounds of the past alive, or we can let them go. I continually strive to let the past go. I have to be aware of where my conversations are taking me. I don’t want to go back to the dark places I used to live in my head and heart.