Tag: Jesus

Plates. Plates momentarily sent me into a very dark place while I was shopping in a second-hand store recently. Feeling my heart starting to race, I wanted to run. But the logical side of me kept telling the scared side of me that everything was ok, and that I was safe. Triggers. Those sights, smells, […]

Christmas 2012. My first Christmas after leaving my abusive marriage; my son’s and my first Christmas experience as a broken family from a “broken home.”  Never in a million years would I have ever believed those words would apply to me; my family; my life. How did this happen? It all just felt weird. Having […]

Lately, I’ve been seeing on social media and hearing a teaching among my Christian sisters that we, as Jesus-followers, do not have to be warriors. And I’m thinking to myself, ” Nope. Nope. Nope. Not true.” I’m sorry, my friends, not trying to be abrupt here, but that thinking is just wrong. Not only is […]

As I approached the decrepit house shrouded in oppressive darkness, I felt a great sadness, yet was compelled to enter. This was once a place of happiness, unity of spirit, family love, laughter, and security. But now the tattered remains of splintered wood and weathered paint only accentuated the gaping holes and broken glass in […]

When I finally woke up to the insanity in which I lived for 30 years, and decided to leave my abusive marriage to a minister, someone sent me an article on narcissism. Never hearing the word before, I  certainly did not understand the meaning. The similarities between my husband and the article were eye-opening, to […]

As I attempt to write a book for publishing, I am keenly aware that though I write about past wrongs that were heaped upon my children and me, I must still step carefully within my heart. I write to raise awareness of the domestic abuse that is rampant in Christian marriage and families.  It’s happening […]

Ever since the morning after the Christmas party, I have been processing–taking in these last 10 days and trying to run them through all the different channels of my heart. And what I realize is this:  I’m beautifully destroyed. And it is a good thing. But to try to make others grasp what I saw, […]

As I sit here from my hotel balcony in Pattaya watching the ships sail off the coast, my heart is so full I feel it may explode.  The last couple of days has been both glorious and eye opening. I cannot even tell you how much I love my team. We are all so different, […]