I listened to the parable again. This parable that has been read, written about, memorized, translated, and analyzed; the lost sheep and the Good Shepherd who leaves the 99 in […]
I grew up internalizing that unless I was 100% obedient to my parents and therefore God I had no right to hold others accountable for how they treated me. Scripture was used to mute my voice.
The weightier matters of the law: justice, mercy and faithfulness were overlooked.
In a sense we have worn ourselves out serving others. The beautiful vice of busyness, often lauded by our church culture, is an acceptable numbing and addictive agent in the lives of those deeply wounded.
I sang and prayed a song for over a month. It resonated with my soul. The melody conveyed the longing of my heart. Yes, Lord… let me walk upon the […]
Yet in this deep contentment I sometimes wonder what I could have been had the twenty something years of abuse not happened.
What if I wasn’t so broken?
Where could I be today if I hadn’t been abused?
This blog has been absolutely silent for the last seven months. Silence is good. For when you finally succumb to your exhaustion, when your body gives out after your three […]
I first posted Christmas Suffering last year. As I have been praying over words for this blog I felt that it should be shared once again. December 2012 – I’m sure […]
This past year has been a wonderful time of launching the message of The Wounded ~ The Healers & The Warriors. I have been met with heartfelt sharing by so […]
Snow like grace falls on the dark of what seems dead. Creation becomes a lesson of contrast – darkness and light. The grace of divine Love falls on our […]
I had this other post ready to go today. And then this morning happened. Our cat has anxiety and has been losing hair, scratching on everything and peeing too. In […]