Entry #72

Dear Reader, The only words I have today is this prayer and I ask that the Lord recieve it and be with Me every day. From this day forward. The Lord is my light and my salvation–whom shall I fear? The Lord is the stronghold of my life–of whom shall I be afraid? When evilContinue reading “Entry #72”

Entry #71

Dear Reader, We hear the phrase “facing your demons” all the time in conversations about healing. Its a bitter reality That some of us face some major demons . People tell us we have to face our demons in life, in order to overcome them. Whether that be how you feel about your body. OrContinue reading “Entry #71”

Entry #70

Dear Reader, I say this to the people who claim to Be walking in Faith yet continue to run from the consequences of there decisions. I say descisions because there is a difference between making a mistake and making a descision. It is a mistake to run the stop sign once. But it is aContinue reading “Entry #70”

Entry #69

Dear Reader, Letting go of fear, takes time. It seems as though we often feel afraid of what comes next. Afraid to fail, afraid to suceed, afraid of the what ifs, or the hows. Afraid of fear itself. We fear not being good enough. We fear judgement, we fear that if someone knows the realContinue reading “Entry #69”

Entry #68

Dear Reader, Today Is Fathers Day. As we all obviously know. Your social media is flooded with Posts of people thanking and appreciating there fathers. And there childrens fathers. I even posted about my own husband. Today was not as heavy on my heart as mothers day was. I think Ive come fully to theContinue reading “Entry #68”

Entry #67

Dear Reader, You know you are a mom when you spend your day doing chores that you know you will do again. And you secretly feel pride in yourself when you do it. Because even though it takes longer your kids want to help you. And you let them. Because them wadding up those cleanContinue reading “Entry #67”

Entry #66

Dear Reader, These tiny hands. These tiny hands, that once balled up into fists punching me from inside my belly. These Tiny hands, that once were so small they could only hold my finger. These tiny hands that once stroked my face until he fell asleep. These tiny hands that hold my heart, left handprintsContinue reading “Entry #66”

Entry #65

Dear Reader, Even after a long day of being emotionally exhausted. Even after a long day of spending most of the moments around the kids being possitive and happy even though I am feeling so broken. Like the bad stuff in my life thats happening cant be real. Even if Im snappy or impatient. TheyContinue reading “Entry #65”

The Truth Entry #4

Dear Reader, This is me. The little girl whos daddy sexually abused her. The face of the little girl who Arthur Sheble was sexually attracted to. The face of the little girl who didn’t even know who she was yet. And they took everything from her. They took her innocence, they took her childhood. TheyContinue reading “The Truth Entry #4”

The Truth Entry #3

Dear Reader, She doesnt get to sit there in my county, in my world amd say that she has done nothing wrong. She does not get to claim that I am the problem. She does not get to use my mental health, that she caused, against me. She does not have the power. I do.Continue reading “The Truth Entry #3”

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