I started asking myself questions several years ago. Does anyone else do this? Ask yourself a series of questions throughout the day?
We live in a world overcome with images. But mostly, we carry these images inside of us, always comparing, because searching for an identity is the core of what it means to be human.
I’ve lived through my fair share of traumatic moments. And I’ve learned that no one will ever stand up for you the way that only you can stand up for yourself.
Have you ever heard someone tell their story without a hint of shame?
In my senior year at Northwest University, we had a guest speaker; a man who had lived a wild life of parties and dark sexual pleasures. There he stood, with so much humility and joy and theatrical storytelling it was almost like he was telling someone else’s story. But he wasn’t. He lived every second of the heartache, the brokenness, the shame. And yet here he was: healed and thriving and generous and vulnerable. Continue reading And This is How He Heals
I’m not gonna lie. Mother’s Day this year was rough for me.
I’m still learning to sort through all the wounds of the past, to sift through what is real and what isn’t, to let the right things go, to dive deeper where I must, to allow God into the pain.
If God has called you to it. Do it.
Recovering from an abusive relationship is no small task. You have to relearn how to like yourself, how to love yourself, and how to trust again.
Your pain is valid. Your suffering and struggles are valid. You are not exaggerating. It’s not “all in your head”. You struggle for a reason. And it is NORMAL to struggle for years after being in an abusive relationship.