Often times in our brokenness we spend so much time looking for someone to blame. There may really be a person at the root of our pain. As a teenager, I was raped. The only person to blame for my brokenness in that situation was the rapist. I had a counselor tell me that I... Continue Reading →
When you're broken, there are moments, sometimes long ones, when you feel like you can not possibly go on. That moment looks different for each of us. Some moments are a fleeting thought we can capture and move forward, knowing it is a choice to stay there. There are other times, that the moment seems... Continue Reading →
One of my Jackie-ism's has always been "Words have power." I admit it is not an original saying, but one that I do say quite often. If I am remotely paying attention, it bothers me when people are speaking negative things over themselves or others, even if in jest. It doesn't matter who you are,... Continue Reading →
Broken, an adjective, defined as: having been fractured or damaged and no longer in one piece or in working order. (of a marriage or other long-term relationship) having ended. denoting a family in which the parents are divorced or separated. (of an agreement or promise) not observed by one of the parties involved. (of a... Continue Reading →
I was praying recently and saw a vision of a giant black Bible. It was opened, and a person was lying in the center of the fold. The cover started to close with the pages closing over the person in the middle of Bible. The person was writhing in pain, as the book closed... Continue Reading →
My coworker teases me because I am slow. I have a shorter gait than she does. I rarely attempt to walk fast enough to try to keep up. It is a little joke between us. Today as I was walking in to work, one of our maintenance men blew past me down the hall. Then... Continue Reading →
My Pastor preached a message today on honor. He reference a few passages and the television show Gold Rush. One of the passages of scripture was: “The kingdom of heaven is like treasure, buried in a field, that a man found and reburied. Then in his joy he goes and sells everything he has and... Continue Reading →
I would love to blame it on The full moon, Mercury being close to the earth last month, Not enough sleep, Working too much, The behavior of those around me, Circumstances outside of my control The series of unfortunate events that played out in just a short span Anything to take the blame off for... Continue Reading →
"Can I maybe call you dad?" Those simple words on the screen from a little girl to her daddy brought tears to my eyes. There is a difference between a father and a dad. All daddies are fathers in my book, but not all fathers are daddies. I see a father as a figure, there... Continue Reading →
I love when I get revelation in an unconventional message, especially when I am searching for it somewhere else. I was laying in my hammock after work, listening to the birds sing God's praises that never ceased. I was enjoying the light glistening in the leaves contemplating how those little flickers of light represent the... Continue Reading →
Restoring Voice 