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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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God is Doing Something IN Your Junk

You feel broken and weak, and out of control. No one has your back or seems to even understand what you are going through. God dropped the ball on your life and you are just not sure where He went – that is, if He really ever cared at all. You have tried to BE better. DO better. But “normal” is for others, and “OK” taunts you, but stays just out of reach. You are […]

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I WANT To Do What God Wants Me To Do, But I Am Not Sure What That IS Anymore!

Today, July 4th, we celebrate the declaration of independence of those who wished to be free of the tyranny of King George III. They wished to no longer be ruled by those who did not have their best interest in mind, but used their subjects to promote their own agenda in Europe at the expense of those who had nothing to gain by it. They were declaring that they wanted to be free, but I […]

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We Are Such A Plastic Family

When my daughter was around 14, she made a statement in response to something I was trying to explain about why we did what we did in our family. She said, “Mom, we are such a plastic family.” I was was confused by her words. She went on to explain that we were just so stiff and uptight. This is not how “real” families did stuff. Why can’t we live like other families? What’s wrong […]

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Collateral Damage

I wrote last week about my husband being my defender as the Lord enabled him to be. I mentioned that my husband was often misunderstood in His strong defense of me, since only he and I knew why he was doing it. My husband was doing a loving, noble thing. I let him and yet knew that there were moments when he broke and roared much too loudly, which scared me. It also scared my […]

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