Discouragement: A Fatal Weapon of the Devil

I nearly saw discouragement sulk away with the swells of comparison and perfectionism behind it. At that moment, I thought, “No, not my daughter. You, my lifetime archenemy, are not sinking your claws into my bright, beaming, courageous, and generous Fiona.”

Jesus Christ’s Love: Embracing Who We Really Are

The difference between acknowledging Jesus Christ’s love and feeling of His love is the difference between seeing a fur blanket through a window and curling up in one next to the fireplace after working on a frigid winter day. One acknowledges, even appreciates, existence. The other embraces and depends on it. So often we talkContinue reading “Jesus Christ’s Love: Embracing Who We Really Are”

The Power of Jesus Christ Can Change How We See

Seeking to understand the gospel after a childhood of religious manipulation, abuse, and abandonment feels like a climb up a hill, in the middle of a mudslide, as pelting rain blinds your vision. The truth is blurred by traumatic memories and the whisper-shout that faith equates being led to the slaughter. Only the power of JesusContinue reading “The Power of Jesus Christ Can Change How We See”

Restitution – A Testimony of Jesus Christ

At 19, I can recall exclaiming, “If I ever have children, I will rather die than take them inside one of those church buildings.” The predictable architecture and inner decor sent fire and panic up my spine.

I remember sitting in a Starbucks around the same time writing a list of questions. I wrote, “Is there a God? If so, why does He stand back as His children rip each other apart and prey on the young and helpless? How can a loving Father in Heaven send a child, whom He claims He loves, into a place void of love or anything close to it? And then, give that same child the added burden of a mental illness that makes every joy hoped for nothing more than a lovely mural in empty and haunted corridors?”

I concluded with, “If this misery, this “Refiner’s Fire,” is evidence of God’s love, then I rather He hates me.”

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