Have you been wounded? Has someone done something horrible to you or said something terrible about you? The devil (and many people) will lie and tell you that your life is over, your purpose is over, and you can’t handle “that,” you won’t survive “that,” you can’t make it through … Continue reading →
Does one day define you? One thing, one person, one circumstance, one action, one trial, one tragedy, … one day? One day, or many days, can change the direction or focus, can change everything. However, I have good news — trials that railroaded into our lives are switched on the … Continue reading →
I’m pondering how often we refuse to move forward. We get rutted and trapped in the past, clinging to the thing that destroyed the life we wanted or imagined.
There is a time to mourn and weep, but we’ve turned it into a lifestyle, and “poor me” has become an idol. Self is exalted over God. We aren’t hearing His voice nor hearing His call because we are too busy listening to our own complaints and whines. I’ve been there, done that–sat and stewed and mourned. And the longer I stewed in my stew, the stinkier my stew (and me) became. Ugh.
Whatever is in our past, whatever we are dealing with needs to be taken to God, given to Him, and then trust He will do what needs to be done. That’s not always easy. Releasing a burden or an issue from our past is hard. I’ve had a tendency to … Continue reading →
I’m currently healing from retina surgery. A membrane had formed on the back of my eye, puckering, causing the vision to be distorted, and the optical nerve to be inflamed. Surgery was the only option for healing. The surgery went extremely well. Although I continue to have some distortion, with … Continue reading →
Hair-raising cries echoed through the countryside. No horror movie could match the reality of the man who lived in the tombs. Reeking of blood, dirt, and stench, the naked man screeched, cut himself, and broke through chains and shackles. Driven by demons to the desert, through the mountains, to the … Continue reading →
Looking for a way to cope, tears flowed as I banged my fists against the wall. The devil had again attacked my family and left pieces of my heart scattered on the ground. You too have been wounded. Satan tries to destroy, leaving behind scars and nightmarish memories. I’m so … Continue reading →