Let the haters go. They are too heavy to carry very far at all. Let the abusers go. They will only teach you to drown yourself.
I remembering telling someone once to stop saying sorry to me because they didn’t mean it. And I was tired of hearing it every day. That simple, childhood realization was the first time I remember distinguishing between an apology and a repentant heart. I didn’t know what to call it. I just knew I wasContinue reading “When Sorry Isn’t Enough: A Christian’s Response”
Abuse is sin. And all sin is a lie.
One of the lasting effects of abuse is lack of identity. Abuse, neglect, abandonment, long-term exposure to manipulation and shame…they all leave you empty and deeply insecure.
A few years ago, I decided to learn to grow things. I sat in this free “back yard gardening class” and listened to scientists from the University of Washington discuss the microbiology of soil. Who Knew! It turns out soil is actually quite alive and full of all sorts of crawling, microscopic organisms. Honestly, IContinue reading “A Mighty Work: The Beginning, Part 2”
Lean in and listen close. God can and wants to redeem your broken childhood. I spent the better part of my life living in fear, shame, self doubt, and neglect. From the outside, everything seemed pretty ok. But when the doors were shut and the curtains closed, life was absolute hell. I didn’t know itContinue reading “How God Redeems Our Broken Childhoods”
I took a walk to the sea-salt water with my daughter today. She is 9 months old. And a year ago, when I first learned I was having a daughter, fear overwhelmed me. Because I had deep dark scars and mothering a girl terrified the still-broken parts of me. We walked along the road. MercyContinue reading “A Mighty Work: The Beginning, Part 1”
The last two weeks have weighed heavy on me. A friend of mine was diagnosed with cancer. A friend of mine is struggling with depression. Another precious soul is deeply addicted to illegal drugs. Life feels broken and dim. And all the pain and brokenness feels like a wet, heavy sweater around my shoulders thatContinue reading “How He Takes Our Brokenness”
I’m writing this for me. I’m preaching to the choir. I need this today. Because, I need to remember that motherhood was never intended to be picture perfect or even halfway presentable most of the time. ••• Motherhood is hard hard draining exhausting work. X 100. God gives us these little people and we holdContinue reading “The Meaning of Motherhood: Honest Words to Myself”
Do you know what it means to be healed? It means you are free. It means your shame is so far behind you you can barely see it when you look back. It means there is freedom of emotion when you walk beside the Lord step by step through a valley and come out intoContinue reading “What Healing Really Means”