overcoming evil
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I spent a great deal of my life wanting to be loved, which is perhaps the least surprising thing about me and the most revealing. I wanted love to arrive like a rescue. I wanted someone to discover me, understand me, choose me, and in choosing me, prove that I was worth choosing. Then I…
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They made a mess of me. That is the cleanest way I know to say it. They put things inside me that did not belong there. Fear. Shame. Silence. The strange conviction that love had to hurt before it could be called love. For years, I mistook the evidence of what happened to me for…
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People often imagine God’s miracles as lightning bolts. A flash. A spectacle. A man wakes blind and goes to sleep seeing. But there is another kind of miracle that receives far less applause because it happens so quietly that, for years, no one notices they are standing in one. It is the miracle of the…
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In the hustle and bustle of daily life, we often associate light with positivity and darkness with negativity. However, embracing the quiet and solitude of the night can offer profound insights and opportunities for spiritual growth. When we feel exhausted and overwhelmed, it’s a signal that we need to retreat and recharge. The night provides…
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My mother is the kind of woman hell fears. She does not walk through life unnoticed—she is a force, a fire, a relentless fighter for what is right. She stands for the vulnerable, speaks for the silenced, and loves without limits. Darkness does not touch her without consequence. She carries wounds this world cannot see,…
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I have learned that the body is a place where the spirit twists and kneels, sometimes bending low in sorrow, sometimes rising, bones creaking toward the sun. We are flesh, yes, but more than that. The skin is a thin veil, and behind it, something holy stirs, wild as…
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I remember the moment I decided to reclaim my life. It was a quiet evening, the kind that makes you pause and reflect. I was sitting alone, my thoughts a whirlwind of pain and regret, each memory like a shard of glass cutting deep into my soul. My abuser had started my pain but now…
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When chaos invades your life, swallowing you whole, it can feel as if the very fabric of your existence is unraveling. Whether it’s a sudden catastrophe that turns your world upside down, an illness that strikes you or someone you love with relentless force, or the crushing weight of tyranny that dismantles the things you’ve…
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Children don’t have the luxury of allowing their terror to rein and that is life altering. When an adult is raped, they have recourse — most of the time they tell, they receive counseling, and sympathy. The perps might not receive full justice but an adult has many options to let their terror loose. A…
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The three D’s of survival. When I watched my father kill tiny kittens on a rough block of wood, I reached into my tool bag and sorted through my survival skills. Which of the three D’s would I use? Any of them could work. When I watched the blood seeping out of one of the…