Why?

Originally posted on Grace for my Heart:
It’s Narcissist Friday!   (This post needs to be repeated occasionally, if for no other reason than to keep the T. S. Eliot quote in our minds.) ? Why do the narcissists abuse people?  Why do they do such things?  They hurt.  They use.  They manipulate.  They destroy. Why?…

When Someone Dies and People Tell You How to Grieve

The last few years have been overwhelmed with losses. Personally I have seen the death of two grandparents, a godparent  and a life-long friend. Several friends have also experienced a multitude of losses in their families and circles. It seems to have come in multiples just now, in a way we haven’t expected, in a…

REBLOG: The Monster’s Legacy

Originally posted on Grace for my Heart:
It’s Narcissist Friday!   I recently wrote an overview of the damage the flood from a year ago did to our little church building. It surprised me to look at the simple facts. We had to strip everything from the building, down to the studs in the walls and…

You make all things new….even me.

There was a time, not oh-so long ago that I didn’t know what gossip really was. I was taught that gossip meant talking about something that wasn’t true. Just talking about people was a part of my family of origin’s every interaction. That wasn’t gossip, that’s just what you do. This is what we were…

Be Still.

There has been so much warring in my mind these days. That I’m forced to relive the worst days amongst lies and more hideous lies is the ultimate blow. But I pray for peace and the Lord provides. Moments at a time, as I trust Him. He who knows the truth far more than even…

The rest of the story

I originally wrote this on May 3, 2014 and it was password protected for the last four years. I’m no longer hiding the truth and God is using my story in the lives of others. Dig right in, won’t you😉

it is for freedom

You know exactly the kind of person I’m talking about here. The kind that pushes down, in order to be on top. I literally can see the hand, holding down your head to propel upward in some kind of weird race where one runner thinks they are winning and the other can’t breathe for confusion…

their inner voice

I know. This is in a ton of other blogs. A ton of other posts. A ton of other moms’ thoughts. But I’m sharing it anyway. To remember.

you want to do what?

I want to be a homeschooler. There I said it. I actually typed it big and bold for the world to see. I want to homeschool my children. This is so bad. I am so weird. I am such an awful parent. My family is going to completely freak out. My sister will be furious….

can’t.

How do you explain abuse to those that abuse? How do you teach selflessness to the selfish? How do you explain willingness to forgive and purposed vulnerability are not the same? How do you separate what has already been separated? How do you say no more and not create a victim out of a victim?…