God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks in our conscious, but shouts in our pains: it is his megaphone to rouse a deaf world. ~C.S. Lewis The Problem of Pain I have a disorder. It’s not an official one, but it’s there. I’m the hyper kid, so being still is not my strong point. Heck, it’s not even…
I have spent years being ashamed of the scars on my arms. I was so aware of them all of the time. I wanted to hide them. I wanted to pretend that they weren’t there. I didn’t want to face the questions that might come if people saw them. I was bound up by my past. I was a prisoner.…
Dear Friend, I watched you die today. It didn’t stick though. God saved you once again. How many times is this now? 4? It doesn’t really matter that much. What matters is how angry I am. You talk the talk of someone who wants to heal, but you ignore your words. You want to get better, but you ignore the…
I have often felt lately, that I am a cup that is filled to full. You know when the liquid threatens to spill over and all that is preventing the overflow is surface tension? But then, the next drop hits the surface and everything begins to spill out. This has been my life lately. I have allowed my cup to…
I had made the decision to go to my church’s Wednesday night worship service. I was nervous about going because I would have my five year old with me. I wanted to dig deeper into God’s presence, but I wasn’t exactly sure how that was going to work while keeping an eye on my active, doesn’t sit still for long…
It has been 18 months since I heard my father’s voice. 18 months since he yelled at sports on television. Eighteen months since he drew his last breath. Eighteen months since I have let myself feel the pain of that loss. I was a daddy’s girl my whole life up until that point, and I don’t know how to behave…
I am no victim, I live with a vision I’m covered by the force of love Covered in my Saviour’s blood I am no orphan, I’m not a poor man The kingdom’s now become my own And with the King I’ve found a home Kristene DiMarco, I Am No Victim Beautiful words. Words that convict. Words that heal. Words that…
