The Middle (Being Lukewarm)

Like one of favorite fellow WordPress blogs Fractured Faith, I too, have struggled with my relationship with God. I was not one of the fortunate children who were homeschooled, sheltered from the secular world. I was brought up in and of the world, complete with cable TV and a 40 year-old Dad who took his […]

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When Some ‘Things’ Don’t Work Themselves Out

For some reason I was reminded the other day of my of very early nursing days and one of my most unusual encounters with a patient. (Of course I will remain as vague as possible for anonymity purposes, but I think you’ll get the drift.) Once upon a time on a surgical unit of a […]

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Another Day

Another day of struggle. Another day of triggers. Another day of carefully layered mascara. Another day with an hour spent on careful preparation of my appearance. Then I recant -wipe away half of my art. (I do not want to appear to be trying too hard) So, it’s just Another wasted effort. Re-entrance to the […]

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Hosea’s Lot

When the infidelity disclosure door first busted open in our home the first person(s) we ran to were our pastor and his wife. They were our age, and displayed the most Godly portrait of what marriage should be to us. It was extremely nice to just be able to tell someone the whole truth and […]

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Grateful for Grace (and a random preacher)

I’ve done some pretty despicable things in my life. If I allow myself to sit and ponder on some of the decisions I’ve made, it makes me weep with sadness. Sadness for not only how I’ve hurt others and tarnished my soul, but how I must’ve hurt God. I’ve recently been going to bed listening […]

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The hypocrisy is thick

I’ve referenced in a few previous posts, (or perhaps most of them), about the mirror effect that I’ve encountered after doing a Precept study of 1 John. I had the gift of the Holy Spirit before this study, but unfortunately, had strayed from God at times. The further I separated myself, the harder it was […]

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Dad’s 17 year-old wife

Sitting here on Father’s Day, I’ve been reflecting on my deceased Dad. Although he passed over a year ago, it feels as if it were yesterday that I watched the nightmare that unfolded the last night of his life, yet, simultaneously it feels like a decade has passed because of everything that happened in between […]

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