Category Archives: Hope

Watch Your Mouth

As a new Christian, I worked with a young woman who was living her life without boundaries. Much as I had lived mine before I met Jesus.  Each Monday we talked and laughed over the different situations she had experienced over the weekend. Things I no longer took part in but had not let go. …

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Healing Your Past

Earl gave me a laptop computer in 1993 and encouraged me to journal. I pecked at the keyboard each day, writing about my life. I saw terrible words appear before me. Words that made me feel dirty. Ugly. They taunted me. I couldn’t face my past so I deleted it every afternoon before Earl came …

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Why Are You Afraid?

  Why are you afraid? I carry no contagion. I do not bite or scratch. I have no wounds in body. My mind is quite intact. I am alive. By God’s grace and healing. You would know if only you spoke. I will tell you about my God. I will tell you about His yoke. …

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“Say goodbye to your mother…”

“Say goodbye to your mother,” Daddy said as he threw a suitcase into the backseat of our Corvair. Crying quietly, Mommy seemed unable to walk without his constant prodding. Then they were gone. We didn’t think we would ever see Mommy again. A few weeks after Mommy left, Daddy molested me. I was eleven. I …

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  Could we with ink the ocean fill, And were the skies of parchment made, Were every stalk on earth a quill And every man a scribe by trade. To write the love of God above, Would drain the ocean dry. Nor could the scroll contain the whole, Though stretched from sky to sky.   …

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New Life

Hospitalized after a serious injury I developed pneumonia. A culture of my secretions grew out MRSA (mer-sa) and the nurses moved me to an isolation room. My doctors said that if I lived I would have brain damage, be bedridden, and ventilator dependent. They told my husband that he was too young to be stuck …

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Yes. You. Can.

When I came home from rehab five months after my spinal cord injury, I couldn’t hold my head up. I couldn’t speak above a whisper. And I couldn’t stay alone. I spent all my days reclined in my power wheel chair with my eyes closed. Surgery to fuse my broken neck vertebra nine months later …

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Strive For Perfection

The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they may have life, and have it abundantly. John 10:10, (NIV) Recently a friend and I were sharing our phobias. She spoke of certain fears in her youth and how they were crippling her as a young adult. I could relate to …

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