On August 2, 2020 I discovered child pornography on FB in less than a minute. My cousin, a childhood sexual abuse survivor, had heard about the pedohila page in a support group she was in for survivors like her. She was rightly upset. When she told me I didn’t believe her. I thought, “She’s justContinue reading “Cuties: Violence, Sexuality, and The Stories We Tell”
I hear it and read it all the time. But mostly I see it: people who have barricaded themselves inside walls built by trauma, lies, fear. It doesn’t mater who built these walls. What matters is that the walls are still standing. And sometimes I think we actually repair these walls around us. We reinforceContinue reading “You Are Not Too Damaged. You Are Not Broken Beyond Repair: God Is Enough!”
I am learning something so substantial, so weighty in all of this, that God sees the brokenness inside me and his response is not to shame me, his response is to remind me of who I am and to remind me of what actually matters. Because, deep deep deep inside of us, what sin has broken isn’t our perfection, it’s our identity. It has broken who we are. Our souls. Our cells.
Let me just tell you that when I fell in love with my husband I fell HARD. Like I lost my mind. My grades dropped. I barely slept. I couldn’t get enough. I was basically obsessed.
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”
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”
Winter 2018 has been super heartbreaking in a lot of ways. Someone I love is addicted to drugs, and watching them lose everything and waste away has been tragic in ways so deep I’m not sure there are words to describe how I feel…anguish?? Someone I love has cancer. Someone I love is grieving theContinue reading “When People You Love Fall Apart”
No matter your story, no matter the type of abuse or level of abuse you might have endured, all sin wounds. And simply because all sin wounds, there is grief in the world. Here it is: the truth about pain: it must be grieved before it can be gone. Brokenness doesn’t go away. It mustContinue reading “From Victim to Healed: The Journey of Lament”
It’s been a few days since the school shooting in Florida. The images are heart-wrenching. And honestly, I’ve barely followed the story. But I can feel the heaviness in the air and the weight of all the choices made that day and how they still linger. A lot of people have a lot of opinionsContinue reading “6 Thoughts on Young Shooters”
When I turned 20 I couldn’t imagine myself at 30. Honestly, I wasn’t even sure I would survive the next ten years: depression was so dense around me. I knew God was good and there, but I just couldn’t seem to reach him. Like he was an ever-moving target…and there always seemed to be aContinue reading “What The Past Decade Has Taught Me”