But One Life to Live
It is easy in our broken state to shun people’s comments and those voices we hear saying “you should do . . .”. “you need to . . .” “you deserve to feel this way . . . “. Complete the list by filling in all the things your “helpful” people were trying to offer.
December 15, 2018 I remember discovering I would much rather be shown I was loved than being told I was loved. Actions speak louder than words. Show me – don’t tell me. Some of us were talking recently, discussing our current relationship with God. This relationship today looks nothing like it did decades ago or
My last post ( My Christmas Story ) talked about the journey I have walked through healing from the loss I have encountered at Christmas time. I mentioned this is the first year I have put up a tree and several people asked me for a picture of it. I have loved having a Christmas tree back
The lowly in spirit. The crushed spirits. If we look around in the crowds we will see them. On the fringes. Hugging the corners. Working very hard to convince themselves that they are indeed invisible. Christmas is so hard. For so many. For so many reasons. For years now it has brought unimaginable sadness to