Both my parents found some odd form of religion. My father showed to be some kind of man of God. When God meets you, the first thing He asks for is repentance. My father nor my mother carry any of that with them. My dad had an old bible that he kept for years. ItContinue reading “A Fake Wise Man”
Author Archives: Just Jodie
A Gate to Justice
A house with a white picket fence, two kids, a cat, a new car and a dedicated husband of 40 years just wasn’t in the cards for me. I’ve been married four times, have two children, no animals and life full of love. My first husband not only cheated on me every chance he could,Continue reading “A Gate to Justice”
My Inheritance
I would have no inheritance if I didn’t believe that I had a Father in heaven. Destructive families of incest do not reward you for talking. You are rewarded for your silence. The institution of behavior that incest teaches is see no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil. Then, I met a God whoContinue reading “My Inheritance”
Space in Eternity
Growing up I had very little of my own space. Someone or something was always in it! The abuse I suffered encroached into everything. Space was a commodity I didn’t have. If I wasn’t being sexually abused, my being was forced to gorge on the aftermath. Inside and outside my space had become the playgroundContinue reading “Space in Eternity”
Jewels, Gems & Gunpowder
I would love to hear from you! Sharing Saturday with you. Jewel: The courage God has given me to tell my stories is a gift beyond measure. On my journeys I meet so many that just cannot, or will not, confront their stories with the full, unadulterated truth. They erect a fantasy where the truthContinue reading “Jewels, Gems & Gunpowder”
Rolling Stones Don’t Collect Moss
A rolling stone gathers no moss is an old proverb, credited to Publilius Syrus. A common modern meaning is that a person must stay active to avoid stagnation. Sometimes my heart questions my inability to make peace with my abusers. I hear stories of restoration from some through forgiveness and love. I believe these stories toContinue reading “Rolling Stones Don’t Collect Moss”
Rain from Heaven
How have I made it this far? The refreshing rain that comes daily from above. Tragedies stack up and life continues, the saving grace is just that: saving grace. When I was a child, I didn’t dream often. There was nothing to dream about. As a matter of fact, I hated dreaming. My dreams wereContinue reading “Rain from Heaven”
With a Cautious Word
When I first began to tell my story, I was fearful. I felt unbelieved. I had no witness to corroborate the crimes I’d lived through. A strange thing began to happen as I talked. People did listen, whether they wanted to or not, my story was being heard. I received a call one day fromContinue reading “With a Cautious Word”
Engaged to Mayhem
My relationships with men have been riddled with chaos. It’s taken me years to unravel this disheveled mess. Where was my value? What would I continue to allow in my life? Was I worth being treated with kindness, gentleness, and integrity? Would loyalty ever be shown to me? From the The Collected Letters of C.S.Continue reading “Engaged to Mayhem”
Jewels, Gems & Gunpowder
I would love to hear from you! Sharing Saturday with you. Jewel: I have been so lifted up this week looking at the beautiful family I have around me and sharing time with them, hearing their hearts and breathing in their love. Sometimes we focus on what we’ve lost in the fight to gain ourContinue reading “Jewels, Gems & Gunpowder”
