Agony
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Sometimes I wonder… If my heart still races, have I failed God? If I’m still exhausted, is my faith too weak? If I still carry symptoms from trauma, have I not surrendered enough? I think many Christians quietly ask these questions. Perhaps the answer is this: My body is still catching up to a truth…
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I sometimes wonder if the greatest spiritual discipline is not fasting or silence or waking up at 5 a.m. to read Greek words out of a study Bible. I think maybe it’s just staying. Staying married when the house smells like coffee grounds and old arguments. When love stops performing tricks for you. When two…
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I love this country. I always have. When I travel abroad, it is only a greater love I feel when I return. But, America, where is your courage? We may be the land of the brave but we have lost our courage. The words are used interchangeably, but they are not the same. Brave is…
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Reflection — what better way to start a week. Join the conversation about not finding the hope and strength you need at your local church. If your church does not support your healing, FIND A NEW CHURCH.
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Reflection — what better way to start a week. Food, booze, pills, gambling, shopping — you name it. It’s how we get through. If there were someone that said they have no coping mechanisms, would you believe them? I wish I had none. I wish my past was easy. I wish my children hadn’t endured…
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Reflection — what better way to start a week. Anguish is pain that cannot be quenched. Anguish seeks its own desire — it wants the pain to stop. Anguish has an unrelenting voice of frustration against the lack of justice. Anguish is its name. The dark fury that rises from pain. Pain that began in…
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On the discussion of fear, do you fear rejection? Loneliness envelops the person that has been rejected. Light shines dimly from the eyes. The soul mocks the inability to breathe. Oh, rejection, I have known you well. What is abuse if not the severest form of rejection? Jesus knew rejection. It’s pain leaves you disabled…
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May I first extend my prayer of love to you. I have known better the dread of Father’s Day than I have known anything else. I hate both Mother’s Day and Father’s Day, but I always try to unlearn and retrain myself. The kindest gift my earthy father ever gave me was his death. His…
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I can have anger and not hate. I can love and not forgive. I can forgive and leave. The older I get the more I realize that life is about balance. Coming thru such severe childhood trauma I often get stuck in an off-balance kind of place — everything is good or everything is bad.…
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Pain and fear are two separate things. I can fear pain, pain can create fear, but they are separate. Pain and fear have been in my life longer than anything else. Love and living a pain-free live — that’s relatively new. Comfort has a few definitions: One comfort is for our flesh and bones. The…