I believe you.
I needed to hear these three words today… maybe you do too?
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Lesson 2: Go for it! (You have nothing to lose.)
Hi, my name is Michelle, and I am a control freak. When I think of the little girl in me, I understand why control is so paramount. Even now, being in control feels like survival, and losing control triggers me into a slow spiral of complete helplessness. I equate control with safety, and when I […]
Read MoreDearly Loved Daughters
Follow God’s example, therefore, as dearly loved children and walk in the way of love, just as Christ loved us and gave himself up for us as a fragrant offering and sacrifice to God. Ephesians 5:2 The lens of Childhood Sexual Abuse affected my life and my vision. It distorted my perceptions and impacted my […]
Read MoreYou are not intimidated.
Fear of man will prove to be a snare, but whoever trusts in the Lord is kept safe. Proverbs 29:25 I pray this sets someone free. It happened two Sunday’s ago. I walked in a little late to Sunday School and sat quietly in the empty chair directly in front of my friend Tope, the teacher. The four of us […]
Read MoreYou meditate on His Promises
My eyes stay open through the watches of the night, that I may meditate on your promises. Psalm 119:148 For many years, I have heard those awful mean voices in my head that tell me I am not enough. Over and over, they declare that I am not good enough, I am not smart enough, […]
Read MoreLooking Back
Flashback! The awful memory pops up and crashes over me like a wave. I kick. The smell knocks me under and water pours in. I can’t breathe. Evil wraps around my ankles like seaweed and pulls me to the bottom into the dark abyss. I sink. My arms are raised but I am lifeless. Still […]
Read MoreGetting Unstuck
I’ve been stuck. I haven’t posted much this year and I feel like I am so behind. I don’t even know where to start. I haven’t shared much here because I wanted to focus on writing my story. I came to a defining moment in my story and I struggled to write it. There were […]
Read MoreRun towards HOPE
When I sat on my counselor’s couch for the first time in 2012, I told her I did not want anyone to ever know my story. I just wanted to heal as quickly as possible. She assured me that I was safe to share with her and that healing would take time and hard work. […]
Read MoreThe Music Box
I took a break from reading and pressed my head against the glass taking in the views along the country roads. I longed to be at home taking a nice Sunday afternoon nap, but my ten-year old wanted to go back to the place where “you can eat a big banana split and jump the […]
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