…there is Hope…
"Don’t use foul or abusive language. Let everything you say be good and helpful, so that your words will be an encouragement to those who hear them." (Ephesians 4:29, NLT) I have seen how, if someone is criticized and belittled, they want to give up. It breaks them. It causes them to actually NOT work... Continue Reading →
Written by Kimberly Jay I've never been the skinny girl... Well, maybe when I was six and no one was concerned about my outward appearance, but I digress. When I was in middle and high school, I was among the more 'healthy' of my friends; I weighed more than the abominable 100 pounds and my... Continue Reading →
Written by Ayla S. The eyes are the window to your soul. I never quite grasped the precision of this well known statement, until a rather solemn moment with my chiropractor two years ago. I had been seeing him for about four years at the time. He was undergoing his routine procedure of... Continue Reading →
Written by Kathy Collard Miller Darcy's training pants were wet again. Again! Marching over to my two-year-old daughter, I directed her into the bathroom. As I struggled to pull down the soaking pants, I felt a rush of frustration and a sense of failure. "Darcy, you're supposed to come in the bathroom and... Continue Reading →
Dear Three-Year-Old Paula, I’m so sorry that I never realized how broken and scarred you’ve been all this time. I guess I had shut you down so that I could survive moving forward. You didn’t know how to deal with those you trusted betraying you at such a core identity level. You had... Continue Reading →
Written by Judith A Cruz-Vazquez By most accounts myself and my children should have been added to the list of statistics. I came from an abusive background, on all levels. I didn’t get help and as I got older I immersed myself in extremely destructive lifestyle choices. I was a teen run away, involved in... Continue Reading →
Written by Tracey Casciano My journey to where I am today would shock many of my friends. For a long time I had been able to push away memories of being verbally and sexually abused by my parents. I wore a mask of happiness so that no one would know the truth about my... Continue Reading →
"So I cry out to God for healing, for fixing me, for help. And He met me in His faithfulness. He came into my life and started healing and redeeming. I reached out for help and He started giving me that wholeness, but I would look in the mirror and I would still see that... Continue Reading →
Written by Trudy Den Hoed After writing the post that celebrated the resurrection of Jesus, such joy and peace flooded the depths of my soul. It was confirmed to my heart that Jesus is truly alive yet today, He is always with us, and He will get us through anything. I felt that with my... Continue Reading →
