Forgiven of what? I owe no debt to the people who abused me. Why then does it feel like I am forced to repay something I didn’t steal? Why do abuse survivors feel the need to hide the dirty secret? Is it for their own protection or is it to protect the abuser? Is silenceContinue reading “Forgive, to Be Forgiven?”
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The Well of My Soul
I believe that God saw that I was unloved as a child. That’s why He found me. The well of my tiny soul had no water and my eyes gave no light. Then, I met Him. In my room at the age of three, pegged against a wall of suffering, waiting for my body toContinue reading “The Well of My Soul”
It’s Just So Easy
Millions of us will choose not to tell our story. Deeper still, millions will choose to hide and deny their truth. It’s just so easy to walk away from the past, or, is it? It breaks my heart, actually. It was not easy to tell my story. Can you imagine calling the police about aContinue reading “It’s Just So Easy”
Judgment Day
God is not so unjust to forget these treacherous deeds done in darkness and done in the full spectrum of daylight. He remembers because He was and is our witness. Hear me, Lord, my plea is just; listen to my cry.Hear my prayer— it does not rise from deceitful lips.2 Let my vindication come from you; may your eyes see what isContinue reading “Judgment Day”
Freedom Bells
Freedom, what is freedom? Freedom is defined as the power or right to act, speak, or think as one wants without hindrance or restraint. I love that! It is beyond refreshing. The power to act, speak and think as you want? I was not raised that way. Jesus said, “He [the Spirit of the Lord]Continue reading “Freedom Bells”
Forgive, to Be Forgiven?
Forgiven of what? I owe no debt to the people who abused me. Why then does it feel like I am forced to repay something I didn’t steal? Why do abuse survivors feel the need to hide the dirty secret? Is it for their own protection or is it to protect the abuser? I thinkContinue reading “Forgive, to Be Forgiven?”
Red Sky
Red sky at night, sailors’ delight. Red sky at morning, sailors take warning. Just as the sky dictates the weather, so it is with life. It’s been easy to follow my memories as they return to me because my life story was evident all around me. Anger was my father’s finest friend; betrayal of all thatContinue reading “Red Sky”
Judgment Day
God is not so unjust to forget these treacherous deeds done in darkness and done in the full spectrum of daylight. He remembers because He was and is our witness. Hear me, Lord, my plea is just; listen to my cry.Hear my prayer— it does not rise from deceitful lips.2 Let my vindication come from you; may your eyes see what isContinue reading “Judgment Day”
A Tyrannical Lead
Both of my parents exercised their power in cruel and unloving ways. What’s more, is I had no power to change it. Not then. Not now. As a little girl I did my very best to do what pleased them. I kept a smile on my face when we were around people. I invested largeContinue reading “A Tyrannical Lead”
The Shot of Rejection
Abuse, for each one of us, is a burden to carry. The acts perpetrated against us carry a sentence that equates, ultimately, to rejection. My parents continually dismissed me. Their refusal to see me, offer any comfort or love that I needed as a child, left a blueprint that I followed. That path led meContinue reading “The Shot of Rejection”
A Prisoner By No Crime of My Own 