Fear Not Friday

“For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.” Eph. 6:12 Never give up! Keep fighting the good fight. Do not listen to the mouths of liars. God is ourContinue reading “Fear Not Friday”

Courage to Fail

The world seems to tell us to show up all put together, doesn’t it? Tragedies of all kinds demand attention. When we look at our hurts, we’re not okay. If we we are okay seeing our scars, are we really seeing them for what they are? Not being a bystander in my own story causedContinue reading “Courage to Fail”

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”

Sunday Morning Coming Down

This blog has been shared over 11,000 times. This post the third most shared. I share it again because the message is obviously one that is needed. Sundays – a day for families, a day for reflection, a day to be still. Maybe, a day for renewed hope. All of my life I have struggledContinue reading “Sunday Morning Coming Down”

Discipline, A Catalyst for Change

I hated discipline. Every form of it. Until I learned that disciple is not punishment. Growing up we were punished for every slight infraction we made in my father’s kingdom. If you spoke or behaved inappropriately, a leather belt was waiting to connect with your raw skin. If you didn’t wash the dishes just rightContinue reading “Discipline, A Catalyst for Change”

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”

Courage to Catch the Contagion

Just as laughter is contagious, so is healing. I’m leaving a home I’ve lived in for 12 years. The person I was when I moved into this house is almost no longer with me. I was scared, lonely, confused and angry. I knew pieces of my story, but not all of it. I was chattingContinue reading “Courage to Catch the Contagion”