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Joy Unfindable. Joy Unspeakable.

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Masterclass in Doing it Wrong . Semester One. Nobody has ever accused me of being a fast learner, either in school or in life. Early on, my teachers told my parents I had a gift for language (ha!), though they also quickly pointed out that I wasn’t exactly lighting the world on fire with reading or math. I have to read passages over and over until they make sense. I make the same mistakes over and over until I realize that something isn't working quite right. I hit the same closed doors over and  over and wonder what I'm doing wrong. I believe the same lies about myself over and over. I trust the wrong people over and over. I look for joy in the wrong places over and over. And I am often left questioning what went wrong. Where did I go wrong yet again?  I have been a Christian basically my entire life (although my walk has not always been steady). If you have read parts of my blog up until this post, you know my life has been anything but a fruitful example of a Christ-like w...

His Story = History

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A follower of mine asked me to share my writing from some of my most difficult times. She wanted assurance that healing CAN happen. So for her, I share the following from the darkest parts of my journey. Romantic Terrorism My love affair with Evil F*c& You I Love d You I sat down to write this and stared blankly at a flashing cursor.  “Work smarter not harder” is what you always said. In obedience to your commands that I learned to oblige impetuously , I comply.  Below is a revised compilation, an edited anthology, of letters and blog snippets written by ex-wives, psychologists and self-proclaimed narcissists, namely HG Tudor.  This made my job of writing to you oh so much easier. Of course, I decided to personalize certain segments making them more authentic and applicable in my communiqué.  You always said it was a good thing I didn’t live in at 17th century because my independent nature and willingness to speak my mind would have gotten me s...