Unpacking the Truth
- Neisha

- Jun 14
- 2 min read
Have you ever sat with yourself or prayed and asked God, “Who am I? What makes me, me?”
Sure, we all carry childhood memories, family stories and personal experiences. But have you truly unpacked who you are beyond the surface?
As we grow, everything around us shifts. Our environment change, our thoughts mature, our perspective stretches and our spiritual journey deepens.
But what happens when you pause and dig deeper? When you ask why certain things trigger you, why you’re drawn to certain people, or why joy and pain come from specific places?
Recently, in a session with my therapist, I was asked several questions:
“Why do you feel the need to save broken people?”
“Why are you naturally drawn to the hurting?”
“Why does helping others come so easily to you, even when it drains you?”
Yeah, I know—deep, right?
At first, I was overwhelmed. I couldn’t answer.
I had those questions too. I just never said them out loud.
Then, I was asked,
“If there was one person in your life that you could have saved, who would it be?”
They didn’t need the name, but I knew and In that moment, the tears came because I realized my mission to save the broken started with my desire to save one person I couldn’t.
Somewhere along the way, I made brokenness my ministry, without realizing I hadn’t healed from my own.
We all carry something that shaped us. But if we don’t unpack it, it continues to shape everything such as our relationships, our calling, our emotions and our patterns.
When saving others becomes your survival mode, something deeper is asking for healing.
Unpacking the truth isn’t easy, but it’s necessary. The truth will make you uncomfortable, the truth will stir old memories but the truth will also set you free.
John 8:32
“Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.”
Psalms 139:23
“Search me, God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts.”
So, unpack it.
Your healing is waiting on the other side of honesty.
Remember, you don’t have to carry what you were never created to hold.
What are you still carrying from your past that you’ve spiritualized as a calling?
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