I looked up in confused amazement.

I was currently going through the hardest six months of my life. Today was one of those days when I just couldn’t handle it anymore and I had broken down crying my heart out to one of my patient friends. Again.

I was done. So done. With myself, with my life. I had tried everything I could think of to fix things, to fix myself, and nothing was working. Stuck. Hopeless. Irredeemable. Frozen in my flaws. That was me. And now the person I turn to with it all that was spouting scientific fun-facts at me?

But then, he said something that changed the way I look at myself, at my life, at my impossible healing journey.

“As the temperature warms around the ice, it looks unchanged. 25 degrees. 29 degrees. 30 degrees. 31 degrees. It doesn’t melt, not even a little bit. But then, as soon as it hits 32 degrees it melts, fast. All through the lower degrees the ice doesn’t seem to be doing anything, but really the molecules inside are speeding up, warming up. You may not feel like anything is changing in your life, but you just keep on trying and someday you’re gonna hit your thirty-two degrees and realize that the ice in you was warming up all along.”

Healing by degrees. Maybe my friend was on to something.

I never thought I’d start a website. It’s kind of scary, sharing my story, my experiences, my hurt and imperfect, with the world. But something God has taught me in the past few months is that He can work through us to do things we never thought we could do. I feel that somewhere there’s someone who needs to hear this, so I share this story for you, trusting that God will use it to touch your heart and your journey with His healing love to bless and strengthen you in all of your degrees of healing, so that someday you can reach your own thirty-two degrees.