In the spring, we applied to get verified to adopt in the State of Texas. The organization we’d selected was a ‘Christian’ Adoption Agency that came with glowing reviews from those in our church community and town. During the process, we were asked to be 100% transparent in our past. Wise counsel, and the Agency, told us to be explicitly clear with our individual and collective histories. And we did, gladly! We fully believe the roads we’ve walked this side of heaven we’ve walked for a reason.
Read MoreWe were removed from our church body in Dallas without any option for reconciliation. We were told to “go somewhere else and get healthy”. And swiftly excommunicated. Phone calls and text messages ceased. ‘Friendships’ vanished. To be very clear, we weren’t healthy. We were hurting and we hurt others as a result. And, the removal of our “ownership” (aka membership) to that church body was revoked without Biblical grounds.
Read MoreIt’s 11:32 PM, three days before Thanksgiving 2021. Only moments ago I finished begrudgingly folding a load of laundry that I let sit in the dryer the past two days. Why, you ask? Well…. I stormed out of bed in a huff and anxiously needed something to do so….laundry it is! At least it’s the lesser of the two options: laundry or drown my anxious thoughts in Peanut Butter dipped in Homemade Vanilla Blue Bell Ice Cream. But, I digress. Back to the laundry. Perhaps something about the anger being forced upon clean cotton feels less damaging than forcing him awake to confess.
Confess what? I’m not sure - but I have a hunch there’s something.
Read MoreMany Christians seem to have adopted the idea that boundaries are inherently negative. Somehow Christianity has come to define love as having no boundaries. If someone asks you for your shirt, you give it to them. If someone slaps you on one cheek, then you should offer them the other.
Do verses like these mean you can’t stand up for yourself? Or that having boundaries is sinful?
Read MoreIt took me FIVE years of recovery to get ONE consistent year of sobriety to remain “clean" from my DOC. I stinking did it and boy oh boy was it hard!
Read MoreAt times, I’ve wanted to throw in the towel on my recovery. It seemed far too impossible, not only to avoid temptation but to pursue righteousness. Though the life of slavery/addiction I once knew beckons, Jesus invites me to dine at His table and to feast on His word.
Read More…at times my heart still sings the chorus clearly. Today is one of those times. It also just so happens to be my mom’s birthday, her 53rd birthday - and I should also add - Aerosmith is one of her favorite bands. And to make things a bit more complex, we haven’t talked since November 9th, 2018 (which happened to be my 35th birthday). If I was counting, I’d tell you it’s been 431 days since we last exchanged words and 13,215 days of feeling the gravity of the lyrics to a dumb pop-rock alternative crossover hit…
Read MoreDo you ever find yourself trying to force your relationships to mirror others? Like, we all see those mattress commercials with couples all cuddled up and think… that looks cozy. And then, you go to bed and try and cuddle but your husband’s beard is scratchy, the wife’s snoring and the dog is pinning down the covers. So, you give up on the idealistic cuddle, roll over and lay down in the Heisman position and pass out into a pool of drool.
Please tell me it’s not just me….
Read MoreEver feel like you’re grappling for any sense of normalcy? And before long, you’re doing anything you can to get back to where you once were? In the aftermath of trauma we experience hopelessness. In that space, we wind up seeking our own version of normalcy.
Read MoreBecause we fear what others think of us, we withhold information. However, if we genuinely desire relief from what ails us, we must stop caring about our reputation. We cannot save our face and a** at the same time…
Read MoreLike Britney Spears’ 2007 salon breakdown experience, I too have shaved my head in moments of insanity. And although I wouldn’t wish for anyone to walk in the path I have, I am grateful for every step I’ve taken. Because with every step, whether one forward or two back, God’s grace has carried me. It’s carried my family. And whether you agree with me or not, your steps and missteps have carried you, too…
Read MoreThough I find it easy to bleed out parts of my story as an offering of what Jesus is doing in my life, there are chapters seemingly unmentionable. I struggle with communicating the periodical brokenness I feel around things related to physical intimacy. Like many children, I grew up with little to no supervision. Subsequently, much of my youth was spent trying to gain the respect of older kids. It was there, a teenager 7 years my senior (I was nine) held me down for three long years…
Read MoreThe list of could haves and should haves is vast and wide. So is the time spent focusing on things we can’t change. And yet, we expect new outcomes and in doing so we surrender ourselves to the cycle of insanity. I get it though, there are plenty of things in my past I wish I could change. I certainly never wanted to experience drug addiction or near financial ruin. There are investments I missed out on, along with a rolling scroll sized list of mistakes I never thought I’d make…
Read MoreIn moments of shame, I wander down paths of darkness traversing great lengths to remain unknown. Out of feelings of embarrassment, I allow sin to rob my voice. In silence, a lack of confession starves my relationship with God and in self preservation, I drift. Isolated, I allow the current of life to pull me away. Wanting to regain ground but unwilling to sacrifice my pride, I sink to depths not meant for anyone and suffocate. Without confession, I drown.
Read MoreWe silently sit there, scrolling, double tapping, commenting.... judging. Based on what? A 4x4 image? A split second in time? The 1 in 37 selfies that she was proud of? The hours in the gym it took to be proud enough to even have that photo taken? You see a 4x4 image but what you don't see is the story behind it.
Read MoreWhy did my virginity get stolen from me? True, I didn't want to give my virginity to him! But, I wasn't seeking after God at that point in my life. Instead, I was seeking validation from the world. I'd rejected who God said I was and accepted the lies of the enemy. Had I chosen to actively seek the Truth…
Read MoreHe understands addiction and bears with us patiently as we make our way out - even if we’re kicking and screaming like immature children. Even when we’re making a scene and making other people look bad. Even when we cause discord, Jesus still offers forgiveness and receives us…even when the church does not.
Read MoreWith the type of sorrow grieving an innocent childhood lost to negligence, I found no value in sadness. Besides, it seemed people liked me best when I was upbeat and happy. Though my general disposition is cheerful, It is unhealthy to assume anyone can stay that way forever. 20 years passed before I allowed myself to grieve. In that time, I developed an exaggerated character of myself. Like a caricature, my positive emotional features became larger than life.
Read MoreI hate admitting negligence towards my dogs because I like to think I would never cause them harm. However, in drug addiction, I was not only negligent, but downright neglectful. Even though it wasn’t intentional, using made me unavailable to many of life’s demands. Bills went unpaid. I failed to show up to functions requiring my presence. I didn’t feed my animals, let alone myself…
Read MoreIt took a year for me to get de-programmed. Although I am grateful for the structure and wisdom programs provided me, they run in opposition to Gospel Truth. However, I still sometimes frequent their rooms. Not because I need to attend for sobrietys sake, but….
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