Fear with a capital “F” stays with survivors of incest. It was a gift given to us at breakfast, served with soup at lunch, and gluttonously given at the dinner table. Fear had to be consumed by us for these households to operate smoothly. We probably don’t believe that we operate from a fear perspective.Continue reading “Fear of Man/Woman/Persons”
Tag Archives: injustice
Shut the Mouths of Liars
Lord, could you help us hush those that align against the innocent? Push back those that hurt the young. Lord, help us stop those that mock justice and continue in their sin. Push back those that hurt the young. Shut the mouths of those that mistreat and hurt, then stand in the assemblies of peopleContinue reading “Shut the Mouths of Liars”
Warring Alone
Coming through incest as a child, I fought alone. No one was beside me. Isn’t that the way it is for those of us that lived these tragedies? Who stood beside us? No one. Who protected us? No one. Did we learn the value of trust in our homes? I read I Corinthians 13 thisContinue reading “Warring Alone”
Scream
I need to scream, I want to scream, but I find that I cannot. Won’t that kind of anger make me like my father? Won’t I look like my abusers if I let my scream fly? I’ve cried for hours, seems like days sometimes. Maybe I need to scream? I remember my counselor of manyContinue reading “Scream”
Jewels, Gems & Gunpowder
I would love to hear from you! Sharing Saturday with me by leaving your comment! Jewel: Amnesty. “What does that mean,” I asked the Lord. I grabbed my phone and searched the word. Amnesty (from the Greek ἀμνηστία amnestia, “forgetfulness, passing over”) is defined as “A pardon extended by the government to a group or class of people, usuallyContinue reading “Jewels, Gems & Gunpowder”
Jewels, Gems & Gunpowder
I would love to hear from you! Sharing Saturday with me by leaving your comment! Jewel: Remembering. Remembering. Remembering. I wish sometimes I didn’t remember so well. I sometimes wish I had stayed in denial about my upbringing. What good has it done to remember? I paid the price for not remembering for the firstContinue reading “Jewels, Gems & Gunpowder”
Chimes in My Inner Chamber
As I move through the lessons of healing, what consistently moves me on is the melody of God’s love for me. His songs rest in the deepest parts of me. I’ve struggled through some memories that very well could have debilitated my physical being. These are the ways we could remain prisoners to our past.Continue reading “Chimes in My Inner Chamber”
The Raging Waters of Injustice
Healing is not the lack of some good, righteous anger. In fact, it very much is the start of it. What do I mean? Anger that leads to malice, harm and revenge is not the anger I’m talking about. The anger that stirs in a human heart when it to sees the atrocities of injusticeContinue reading “The Raging Waters of Injustice”
Interview | Day of the Murder
I haven’t asked this before, but please share this link or the post for me: https://youtu.be/xXosFKPdJ68. I am posting this because there is unfinished business, because there is more than can be done and more that should be done. I want this 50-year-old cold case to gain traction, to bring some kind of justice toContinue reading “Interview | Day of the Murder”
Useless
Going back and asking your abusers to help you is about as much good as a wet match. I witnessed a murder. I watched a woman leave this planet. She took her last breathe while I was watching. That’s a wretched thing to leave undone. As I’ve written, my father’s best friend at the time,Continue reading “Useless”