I dip my toes into streams of goodness and mercy... I walk upon verdant hills of green, soft beneath my feet... My eyes light upon looks of love, they alight with joy at the sight of old friends. My H
It began with poverty, with depression and recession so overwhelming, men women and children faced starvation. It began with wondering where God was in all the events circling the globe. The Great Wa
Thank you to my forever friend who gently, kindly redirected my thoughts...or perhaps that is not entirely accurate. It was a pulling back of the corner of a blanket, held in front and behind, beside
I am so incredibly thankful for the peace God has brought back into my life. Yes, I get lonely and miss the man I thought he was, but more and more I am enjoying the solitude and peace of my own company. No slights, name calling, no yelling or ranting, no being choked and a knee to the nose, no constant fear of the abuser and his taking joy in hurting the very woman he professed to love, over and over again. This is freedom from Fear 😮✌️
The one and only way to live with the truth and the broken and battered women left in the abusers wake, is to find blame in each one of them. Blame that the abuser is living out himself and saying it’s because SHE did it. So many lies. so much heartache. for every time he said to leave…. It was ‘ if you don’t like it there’s the door.’ And most of the time I took that and left and was then blamed for leaving. 😳 criminal charges don’t lie and I wasn‘t the first and most likely will not be the last although I pray mercy on whomever he chooses as his next prisoner. Sexual, physical, mental and emotio…
I am so incredibly thankful for the peace God has brought back into my life. Yes, I get lonely and miss the man I thought he was, but more and more I am enjoying the solitude and peace of my own company. No slights, name calling, no yelling or ranting, no being choked and a knee to the nose, no constant fear of the abuser and his taking joy in hurting the very woman he professed to love, over and over again. This is freedom from Fear 😮✌️
The one and only way to live with the truth and the broken and battered women left in the abusers wake, is to find blame in each one of them. Blame that the abuser is living out himself and saying it’s because SHE did it. So many lies. so much heartache. for every time he said to leave…. It was ‘ if you don’t like it there’s the door.’ And most of the time I took that and left and was then blamed for leaving. 😳 criminal charges don’t lie and I wasn‘t the first and most likely will not be the last although I pray mercy on whomever he chooses as his next prisoner. Sexual, physical, mental and emotio…
Yes and amen! but there still is the struggle and self doubt…..
but OHHHHHH when you get to the other side, and the shackles are off, WHAT an amazing sense of freedom!