When I was trapped in adultery, I felt alone and numb. I was lost, and I knew it, but I didn’t know how to turn around. The Holy Spirit began pursuing me despite the fact that I wasn’t pursuing Him. I was being lovingly convicted to turn back to God and my...
Sitting in a familiar space, I expressed to our marriage counselors a desire for my husband to be more of a 'promise land’ thinker--like me--when it came to our marriage. I was grumbling that he seemed to only be able to focus on the day-to-day. Even though my husband...
I had a deep lack of self-worth, driven by toxic shame, from being abused beginning when I was a child. The abuse started at age 6-7 when I was repeatedly molested by a male teenage cousin. Then, when I was a teenager, I was raped. Those experiences caused me to...
What a wonderful way to start the month of April, right on the heels of Easter!! Easter is always a sweet reminder that Jesus conquered the grave and death! It was not the end of His story and it’s not the end of yours either!! With this in mind, let’s take a look at...
Because He lives I can face tomorrow Because He lives all fear is gone Because I know, I know He holds the future And life is worth the living just because He lives Dressed up in a white bonnet and my prettiest pink dress with all the ruffles and...
Addiction made me feel hopeless, sick, empty, lonely, stuck and sliding deeper into despair. I had to admit that I was powerless over alcohol and drugs and that my life had become unmanageable. I was born in Tucson but spent most of my life in Chicago. My...
I have a confession to make. For many, many years I was addicted to being busy in life so that I would not have to face the fear I had around my past, my present, and my future. I was afraid someone might find out who I had been in the past or what I was struggling...
I have always sought the approval of others and often have not been able to love myself the way God loves me. My greatest struggle has been to feel worthy of love from men. After my father committed suicide, I became terrified to get too close or be vulnerable for...
When I was a little girl I was afraid of what was under my bed. I would fall asleep on my back, afraid that something would get me. I would get so worked up in my mind that I became convinced I would be a goner if I put my feet on the floor. This probably had...