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.
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 […]
Yes, you read that right: Sigma Apple Pie I attended a conservative Christian college that did not have any Greek organizations. So you see the irony in the name, yes? […]
I am so excited! Ms. Azalea is still with me and looking gorgeous. I grew concerned this summer thinking I wasn’t giving her what she needed because I didn’t see […]
The song ends and I find myself not wanting to stop now that I have begun. “Don’t stop leading me, don’t let go of my hand” I plead. His smile […]
“God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I can not change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.” My childhood […]
I’ve found many Wounded~Healer~Warriors in this blogging world and today I want you to meet my brother in Christ – Pastor Bryan Lowe Without a Wound? The subject of “the […]
We get it. We understand we are broken. We know in our intellect that we are all broken. Because of this knowledge ~ You’d think we would do better on […]
#IDIB is a messy adventure. I never really know what I’m going to get. The only guarantee is this: I will trigger to shame somewhere along the road. Why? Because […]
Sometimes warriors wander from one battle to another, feeling as if they have lost their bearings in life. Home is far off and becomes a quiet unmentioned longing of their […]
Wounded ~ Healer ~ Warrior 