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.
Most of us here at WoundedHealerWarrior are Survivors of Suffering Victims learning to be Victors and Advocates for those recovering from Abuse. It is because of your hearts that […]
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 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 […]
Precious Lord Jesus As your daughters and sons, we thank you for taking us in. Though wounded You love us beyond our imaginings. Help us to be brave and […]
Writing about my wounds has been difficult, like walking through a thick sludge that happens to be filling the trench someone else dug, located just next to the beautiful and […]
We were the quintessential Christian family. My dad served as the Sunday School Superintendent, my mom led women’s Bible studies, and my brother was a stand-out vocalist. Every week, my […]
I have failed to be a healer. My journey to heal should make me more aware of others’ pain. I should be tuned to the frequency of wrestling with […]