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There is something almost offensively beautiful about the way children demand repetition. “Again.” Read the same book. Sing the same song. Push the swing. Build the tower. Knock it down. Again. And again. And again. We call it exhausting because we have forgotten how to be alive. Chesterton noticed something profound about children: their appetite…
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One of the things that keeps unsettling me about Scripture is how little urgency God seems to have. We do. We rush grief. We prescribe timelines. We congratulate people for “moving on,” as though healing were measured by speed instead of depth. God doesn’t seem interested in any of that. He lets Job argue. He…
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I spent years trying not to feel. Not just pain. Joy, too. Longing. Grief. Love. Wonder. The whole unruly mess of being human. I learned early that some feelings seemed too dangerous to touch. Trauma teaches you that. Addiction reinforces it. Before I ever put a needle in my arm, I was already looking for…
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People like to talk about trauma like it’s only damage. Something to fix. Something to soften and soothe until it disappears. That’s incomplete. I wasn’t just hurt. I was trained. Not in a way I would have chosen. Not in a way I would ever recreate for my children. But training doesn’t stop being training…
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How I Learned to Redirect a Rebellious Spirit Toward Purpose There is a peculiar strength in a woman who refuses to conform. She is rarely loud, seldom fashionable in her convictions, and almost never understood by her peers. Yet history bends in subtle ways because of her. She does not follow the crowd. She builds…
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There’s a moment in a child’s life when a map stops being decoration. It stops being lines and colors and starts being a claim. This goes somewhere. Someone has been here before. If I follow it, I will not stay where I am. That shift matters. For a long time, the Bible stayed flat for…
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Atomization pretends to be freedom. In practice it looks like broken households, elderly people warehoused out of sight, adult children who live like permanent tourists, and neighborhoods where no one knows the names of the people next door. We call this “choice” or “mobility.” The more honest name is loneliness that has been dressed up…
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Wildflower is looking for some members to join “Sexual Trauma Support Group for Women.” There is no cost to join. They want members who have lived through sexual crimes to grab a blanket, get a cup of coffee, tea or wine, and join by Zoom for connection, comfort and conversation. For more information on joining…
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Whatever the challenge is facing you today, I pray that you remember yourself. See yourself and be grateful you’ve made it this far. Childhood tragedy and trauma are inexplicable. The person without the experience will never understand the trauma. Period. I don’t care how much you read about our experiences. I don’t care how much…