When you feel broken it can be helpful to know that you are not alone in your hurt. Understanding that you are not the only one who has walked the path of brokenness can offer a hope in the darkest moments. The world is full of people who have faced things that could break the... Continue Reading →
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 →
Have you ever just needed a cup of coffee? Old school coffee, not the k-cup kind. Coffee where you grind up the beans, put the grounds in the coffee filter and brew a whole pot. I love the aroma from the grinding to the brewing, the smell is intoxicating. Even when I didn't like coffee,... Continue Reading →
I am a native of my community. I was born and raised in the same local place. Then so moved away and spent a little more than a decade out of state before finding my way back home. That also describes my relationship with God and church. I grew up in church, from the time... Continue Reading →
God came to save me, even when I didn't trust in Him. The first was at Calvary where He paid for my sins. For this one I am most grateful, for all trust in Him was born out of His love for me. If I hadn't learned of His love, I probably would not have... Continue Reading →
I work in a hospital and one of the things I encounter frequently is people with wounds. We have a special team that does wound care. They attend to deep wounds and infections that people come in with. Many times the wounds get infections in them and not only require physical tending to with cleaning,... Continue Reading →
I remember the night I took this picture. My granddaughter had intentionally disobeyed papa. The discipline wasn't physically painful, but it sure was on my heart as she would turn and look at me with pleading, tear filled eyes. She thought the world had ended when she was told by papa to get in the... Continue Reading →
I have very few memories from childhood. What few I have that are my own (Not stories told to me or remembered through pictures), are negative memories, But God. I am the youngest of five siblings, my oldest brother is ten years older and the closest in age sibling died at birth two years before I... Continue Reading →
Over the past twelve months I have been on what I thought was a focused journey. This week I was listening to a sermon and the preacher asked his congregation how many had parts of their testimony they don't share. It immediately resonated, because although I have shared a lot of my testimony, there are... Continue Reading →
1 John 4:18 There is no fear in love; but perfect love casts out fear, because fear involves torment. But he who fears has not been made perfect in love. Love provides a reverential fear, a deep respect for the object of our love. Love should not create a dread or terror in the object... Continue Reading →
Restoring Voice 