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Dear, Younger Me

Have you ever thought what might be different in your past if you could go back and sit down with the younger you? Not in a terrible regretful, self-pity sort of way, but in a “How could it have changed the anger or fear or brokenness you felt?,” kind of restorative, life-giving way. Our past had so many minefields. Some of what others did or said to us. Some of what we did or said […]

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“Soul Wounds”

Broken words others have spoken to us. Broken words we say to ourselves. They can be true, partly true, or totally false. They have power over us and they steal power from us. They can create shame that drives us into darkness, where doubt, discouragement, and death of our soul lives.  There is only One who can overcome such darkness because His name is Light, Truth, and Healer. What are these words? What are their […]

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Let Yourself Grieve What Was Lost

“The abused child has much to mourn. She grieves the loss of the family she would have wanted, and the safe, warm love that family is supposed to represent. She grieves lost hopes, lost safety, lost innocence. She grieves her childhood. And she grieves the view of the world as a safe place.” “Secret Survivors” by E. Sue Blume This quote is so powerful to me. So many verbal, emotional, and/or sexual abuse survivors have […]

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The Craving To Be “Normal”

As you go through each day, do you ever observe the ease with which others do what you find extremely hard to do – like marriage, parenting, conversations, work? When they speak of the intimacy in their marriage and the closeness with their husbands they have and enjoy, are you jealous? When you see the patience with which they parent a screaming child or handle a disagreement, are you envious? When others are able to […]

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A Holiness You Can Count On

I wake up and my first thought is how much I hurt – grumbling and complaining about getting old. Then I roll out of bed, and grimace as gravity works – in my back, hips, knees, and feet. I trip over my dog Charlie who wants me to pet him and then let him out – in that order. I mutter at him as I grab my housecoat, I stiffly walking to the kitchen for […]

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Gazing Upon His Beauty Brings Freedom

God has really been pointed lately in impressing on me the glory of Him alone. He has been convicting me of my tendency to neglect to stop and gaze into His awesomeness, His holiness, His perfect otherness. It could be influenced by the sermon series at our church in Exodus and how God revealed Himself to Moses, poured out His power and wrath on Pharaoh’s Egypt, the setting of His people Israel free through the […]

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