Dr. Tami Robinson, the Traumatologist will be with us to discuss how trauma reshapes and reframes your identity. Meet me here at 7pm in skool...

One of the most eye opening things we discussed last night during our discussion with Dr. Tami, is that trauma doesn’t just live in your memories, it actually affects the way your brain functions. In simple terms, trauma rewires the brain into survival mode. Two important areas of the brain are heavily involved: The amygdala and the frontal cortex. The amygdala is like the brain’s alarm system. Its job is to detect danger and protect you. When you experience trauma, whether it’s abandonment, rejection, betrayal, abuse, or instability, the amygdala becomes overactive. It begins scanning for danger everywhere. This means your brain may start interpreting normal situations as threats. A disagreement may feel like rejection. Silence may feel like abandonment. Correction may feel like attack. Your brain isn’t trying to sabotage you. It’s trying to protect you based on what it has experienced. Now here’s where it gets deeper. The frontal cortex, which is responsible for reasoning, identity, and decision making, can become overshadowed when the brain stays in survival mode too long. When that happens, you begin to see yourself through the lens of your trauma instead of your truth. You may start believing things like: • I have to be strong because no one will help me • I can't trust people • If I let my guard down, I'll be hurt • I have to handle everything alone Over time, survival patterns can begin to feel like your personality. But many times it isn’t who you truly are. It’s who your brain learned to become in order to survive what you went through. And this is where the danger lies. When trauma shapes your brain long enough, it can distort your perception of yourself, relationships, and the world around you. You may continue operating from wounds that were never meant to define your identity. But here is the hope. Your brain has something called neuroplasticity, which means it has the ability to change and rewire itself. Healing begins when you make a decision. Not when everything is perfect. Not when all the answers are clear.

Some of you are praying for elevation while still entertaining what God told you to throw away! Old mindsets. Dead relationships. Toxic cycles. Expired versions of yourself. Stop carrying around trash! If you carry it long enough you’ll start calling it normal. This is your season to empty it!!!!! Empty the doubt. Empty the fear. Empty the compromise. You can’t step into destiny dragging yesterday’s debris. ~The PROVOKER 🔥 LauronaPhelps.com

Sometimes God allows us to be beautifully broken, so the masterpiece He creates can reveal the full power of His healing, His deliverance, and His restoration. To be beautifully broken… I know what it means to walk through divorce.To struggle financially.To have a car repossessed and be evicted.I know the heartbreak of losing a child.I know the trauma of physical and sexual assault.I know what it feels like to be lied on, talked about, slandered, and misjudged. I know what it feels like to pray for everyone else’s children while your own child is fighting addiction and perversion.I know what it feels like to stand on the edge of suicide, barely holding on.I know what it feels like to lose a father—the steady voice who shaped your life.I know the sting of rejection, betrayal, abandonment, and being dropped by the very people who said they loved you.I know the weight of fear and anxiety when it squeezes you in a chokehold. And yet… After all of this, I now understand what it means to be beautifully broken. I know what it looks like when a loving, sovereign God picks up shattered pieces and fits them together with divine precision.I know what it feels like to be held together by His unfailing love.I know the peace that settles over you when it should’ve been impossible.I know the tender touch of a God who wipes tears you never thought would stop falling.I know what it means for Him to snatch you from the grip of death and breathe new life into your lungs. I now know deeply, fully, undeniably, what it means to be beautifully broken. Because broken in His hands is never the end of the story.It’s the beginning of the masterpiece.

Tonight was indescribable but necessary. If you missed class, you can re listen here for the next 14 days...