I don’t intend to judge every man I meet as a possible attacker, but I am foolish not to think there is a possibility. Every woman can attest to that undercurrent of fear. That being said, I also believe that most men coming upon a woman being attacked would use that same strength to protect her from harm. I have seen it happen many times.
It is clear that life, given to us by God, is something we should value and protect at any cost. But, I sometimes wonder, if perhaps we don’t have the whole picture. I wonder if, in fact, we are grieving on the wrong side of the grave.
Wealth can be a blessing, but it can also be a cross to bear. This is because wealth makes us needy. For example, as I walk around my house, I am quick to observe any items out of place. The picture on the wall in the bathroom is off kilter. I notice my hands... Continue Reading →
I am a person who knows how to survive but not a person who always knows how to feast. My family, like many others, often went through the motions of family celebrations like Thanksgiving but without the heart behind it. Years of hurt would fill the room like a noxious gas, stifling and heavy.... Continue Reading →
Emotions scare me. Perhaps one reason is that I grew up in a home riddled with bipolar disorder and unforgiveness and regret. There was always so much emotion and no safe way to process it. As a kid, I withdrew. I read books and escaped to places where complicated situations unraveled nicely by the end... Continue Reading →