What flows from our heart should be life-giving, and our hearts should be an abundant river teeming with God's Word and flowing with His love. In the case of loved ones in addiction, their darkness can slowly consume us.
Their Addiction ~My Journey, “Emotion Shutdown”
I was never the savior, medic, therapist, or pastor my kids needed. I was not called to that role. Fulfilling their everything was not my purpose. I had to let go. That’s when I found freedom from addiction and became reacquainted with my freedom in Christ Jesus. Funny, his freedom doesn’t feel like imprisonment.
Five Minute Friday- “Expectation Beyond This World”
The Holy Spirit reminds me it is always with me. Refueled with the expectation of comfort through the trials, I refocus on what matters in life. I remember what I can control and rely on- the love of my Father and the expectation of eternity with him.
Their Addiction~My Journey, “You Don’t Float”
I can’t adequately explain this battle. Watching a loved one attach the shackles and lock the key to their prison cell. Frantic to escape, yet comfortable in their addiction zone. They believe they are paralyzed in this place forever. However, the entire time they hold the key to a lock that is latched from the …
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Their Addiction~My Journey, “Please Live”
The words ‘working a program’ don’t always sit well with people. So call it your recovery plan, your living agenda, your addiction success manifesto, or your SURVIVAL plan!
Authentic Truths- “Braving the Beatdown”
Together we navigate a world that leaves us perplexed and jaded. Cold to the point of bitterness, we carry on.
Their Addiction-My Journey, “Letting Go”
Letting go was forfeiting my need to be some part of their savior.
Their Addiction ~ My Journey, “I Dried Her Hair”
Every time I closed my eyes, I saw us in that bathroom, her eyes closed and mine filled with pain. Will she ever know the depths of my love? Who knew God would use a moment blow drying her hair to bring about a profound reminder of hope.
Poetry-The Warriors Cry
I hear the warriors crying out in broken words, but free. All for love, they call upon, the power to rescue me.
A Safer Soul
Through the storm..We can find peace.


