A Pocket Full of Promise

My childhood was filled with broken promises. Thinking back, I’m not sure I even knew what a promise was. A promise was something that was supposed to be fulfilled and included hope – neither of these things were commodities in our home. I can remember one promise. My mother told me and my siblings toContinue reading “A Pocket Full of Promise”

An Empty Mind

When you leave abusive, incestuous homes, not only are you on auto-pilot but your mind becomes vacant and void. I always felt like I merely stumbled from one situation to another. That’s why I held onto relationships at all costs, because I was terrified to be alone. I didn’t trust myself and without my storyContinue reading “An Empty Mind”

An Arduous Climb

Over 30 years ago, I saw a book in my mind’s eye. The book cover had a woman sitting on a cold cement floor in a prison cell with no bed, no toilet and only dim light cascading down on her from a high window that had bars on it. The title of the bookContinue reading “An Arduous Climb”

Don’t Let Anyone Take You Hostage

You have trusted in your wickedness    and have said, ‘No one sees me.’Your wisdom and knowledge mislead you    when you say to yourself,    ‘I am, and there is none besides me.’ Isaiah 47:8 When my father died, I am told that he let out two great big terrifying screams. I had just left him hours earlier and knew I wouldn’t beContinue reading “Don’t Let Anyone Take You Hostage”

Dissociated, Disjointed & Denial

The three D’s of survival. When I watched my father kill tiny kittens on a rough block of wood, I reached into my tool bag and sorted through my survival skills. Which of the three D’s would I use? Any of them could work. When I watched the blood seeping out of one of theContinue reading “Dissociated, Disjointed & Denial”

The Iceberg

Justice seems nowhere. These crimes are committed daily and, for the most part, go unnoticed and unpunished. When victims raise their voice, they are mostly hushed. What happens as a result of society quietly unrecognizing these atrocities is that the victim takes on this added burden and questions what wrong they did. If you findContinue reading “The Iceberg”

Captured by Commitment

I’ve lived a squirrely life at times. What else could I expect? And then came the time when I committed to better things. I heard God’s voice calling to me in the desert, so to speak. I was parched and thirsty and in need of much repair. The thing I liked about being squirrely wasContinue reading “Captured by Commitment”

It’s Complicated

Children learn about the unseen by the way of the seen; they learn about the invisible by the way of the visible. On the threshold of hope, Diane Mandt Langberg, PhD, page 132 When you’re a child, you have no prior information to judge what is right and what is wrong. Sure, we don’t likeContinue reading “It’s Complicated”