Tag: church

Grace Reins Down

How soon I forget, when shame overtakes and the spiraling begins. Searching for Your guidance and feeling unsafe, exposed to the critical scrutiny of Your other children. Setting my own bar too high because of my pride. Panic.  Self-loathing.   Crying out.  Remorse. Getting still. …

Moving Past the Shame to You & Your CVs

I have been searching for a lllllooooonnnnnggggg time for a truly accurate test that determines individual core values.  In my research, I’ve found mostly long lists of phrases or single words (“honesty”, “team building”) that instruct the user to choose the top 10 or…

Bearing

I am tired In my flesh Triggered Abandoned Broken-hearted I am resentful Unable to be perfect Unable to arrive Human I am not willing to justify my actions to those who have yet to live anything near the last 35 years of my life…

Gifts

gifts This morning I awoke earlier than usual, which was okay because my Honey is feeling extra yucky and is playing guitar with our son, Aaron, this morning at our Central campus (church) at 7:00 a.m., so I was able to make him a…

Their Discomfort is Not Your Shame

  I have spent a decade recovering from my husband’s betrayal.  I often refer to that event as the beginning of great change in my entire family’s lives.  Betrayals in marriage make others uncomfortable.  Some of our closest family members have created distance between…

It’s All Relative…

  I’ve struggled for years with feeling shame for feeling pain at the lack of everything I received when I needed everything the most.  Compared to so many others my neglect was minimal.  The emotional abuse was a blip compared to the sexual and…

Monday Mullings

I planned and executed (with the help of my precious and sneaky youngest 3) a marvelous surprise birthday party for my Honey this past Saturday.  He’s reasonably easy to be sneaky with because he’s very trusting.  I often tell him that if I were…

Perspective

  If I protest the destruction of the rainforests, does that mean I want all of the other kinds of forests to be destroyed? If I walk in the Susan B. Komen Race for the Cure, am I opposed to other forms of cancer…

54

  Yesterday, as we prepared to leave for the truly lovely birthday party my husband planned for me, he asked, “So, are we both 54?”  To which I replied, “I am 53.  You are 54.” Alas, today, and for the next 3 months, we…

Hyvää uutta vuotta!

I suppose that since it’s a brand new year, I should write the proverbial New Year’s Resolution blog post.  I’m one of those middle of the road peeps.  I see some value in setting a public goal because then we’re accountable to ourselves and…

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