A Day’s Journey Reflection
Had I not walked through this valley, I might have passed by the wounded little girl inside me again.
For years, I had learned to push her away. Her pain felt too heavy. Her cries felt inconvenient. Her need for justice seemed dangerous because others had often called it selfishness, pride, attention-seeking, or victimhood.
So I silenced her.
Just as others have told me to please stop speaking to keep the peace. Just as fear tried to silence me by reminding me that I might lose the most valuable people in my life: my daughters and their children. So, I echoed those same words:
I told her to be strong. I told her to move on. I told her to get over it.
I told her not to make trouble. I told her not to ask for too much.
But she was persistent, like the widow who went before the unjust judge.
She was restless within me; she was grieving through me.
She was not trying to control me. She was crying out for justice.
The valley slowed me down long enough to hear her.
Jesus had seen her all along.
He saw the child who had been blamed when she should have been protected. He saw the shame laid upon her by others. He saw the burdens she carried because no one stepped forward to defend her. He saw how rejection taught her to hide her needs and how false accusations bent her beneath shame.
When I overlooked her, Jesus did not. When I pushed back against her pain, Jesus listened.
When others called her selfish, Jesus saw what she truly needed. She needed to be believed. She needed to be protected. She needed someone to say, “What happened to you was wrong.”
She needed permission to cry out for justice.
Jesus spoke of a widow who repeatedly went before an unjust judge and said, “Grant me justice against my adversary.”
She returned again and again.
The Judge did not care for her. He did not fear God or respect people. Yet the woman refused to disappear. She kept bringing her case forward because the matter had not been resolved.
Jesus did not condemn her persistence. He used her story to teach His followers to pray and not lose heart. That speaks deeply to me.
Sometimes a wound returns again and again because it has not yet been heard. Sometimes the pain rises not because we want attention, but because something unjust happened and the heart is still waiting for truth.
The wounded part is not always asking to rule our lives. Sometimes she is asking not to be abandoned again. There is nothing wrong with wanting justice.
Justice says, “What happened was wrong, and truth matters.”
Vengeance says, “I must make someone suffer.”
Jesus teaches us to release vengeance to God, but He never asks us to pretend injustice did not happen. He never asks the wounded to call evil good. He never asks us to silence truth to keep others comfortable. The little girl inside me was not asking for revenge.
She was asking to be seen. She was asking someone to say:
“You were not responsible for what others did.”
“You should have been protected.”
“You were not selfish for needing Love.”
“You were not wrong for telling the truth.”
“You do not have to carry everyone else’s blame.”
And Jesus gave her what she needed. He did not give her what others named.
Others called her dramatic. Jesus called her wounded.
Others called her selfish. Jesus saw her need.
Others called her proud. Jesus saw her fear of rejection.
Others called her by shame. Jesus called her by name.
I now understand that healing is not always about silencing the pain. Sometimes healing begins when we finally listen to what the pain has been trying to say.
The valley became the place where Jesus slowed me down. There, He showed me the little girl I had learned to pass by. There, He taught me not to condemn her for crying.
There, He reminded me that justice is not a shameful desire. There, He invited me to bring her to Him. “Let the little children come to Me.”
I do not have to let the wound lead me into bitterness. But I also do not have to abandon the wounded child to appear strong. I can say:
“What happened was wrong.”
“I forgive where God leads me to forgive.”
“I release vengeance into God’s hands.”
“And I will no longer shame the child who needed justice.”
Jesus saw her. Jesus heard her. Jesus gave her what she needed.
And now I will no longer pass her by.
Sacred Pause
Sit quietly before the Lord and ask:
What wounded part of me have I tried to silence?
Have I mistaken a cry for justice as selfishness?
Where have I repeated the same dismissive words that others once spoke over me?
Can I allow Jesus to hear the part of me that still needs truth, protection, and compassion?
Prayer of Repentance, Justice, and Healing
Lord Jesus, thank You for seeing the wounded places I have overlooked.
Forgive me for the times I pushed away the little child within me because her pain felt inconvenient, frightening, or too heavy to carry. Forgive me for repeating the same shame-filled messages others once spoke over her.
Forgive me for confusing silence with strength.
Teach me to distinguish between a desire for justice and a desire for vengeance. Help me tell the truth about what happened without becoming imprisoned by bitterness.
Lord, defend the places in me that were never defended. Speak truth where lies were planted. Remove false blame, inherited shame, and every burden that was placed upon a child who should have been protected.
Help me hear her without letting pain rule me.
Help me comfort her without making the wound my identity.
Help me bring her to Your feet, where truth, mercy, and justice meet.
I release final judgment into Your hands. I trust You to be the righteous Judge. Teach me to pray and not lose heart.
Thank You for seeing her when I passed her by.
Thank You for hearing her when others called her selfish.
Thank You for calling her by name.
In Jesus’ name, amen.
Today’s Declaration
I will not shame the wounded child for crying out for justice.
I will not confuse truth with bitterness.
I will not seek vengeance, but I will not deny what was wrong.
Jesus sees, Jesus hears, and Jesus judges righteously.
I will bring every wounded place to Him.
Scripture References
Luke 18:1–8 — The persistent widow cries out for justice and does not lose heart.
Psalm 10:17–18 — The LORD hears the desire of the afflicted and defends the oppressed.
Psalm 34:18 — The LORD is near to the brokenhearted.
Isaiah 1:17 — Seek justice, correct oppression, and defend the vulnerable.
Romans 12:19 — Leave vengeance to God.
Micah 6:8 — Do justice, Love mercy, and walk humbly with God.
Psalm 146:7–9 — The LORD upholds the oppressed and watches over the vulnerable.
Works Cited / Acknowledgment
The Holy Bible, New International Version. Biblica, 2011.
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