Tag: SRA
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safe in Your arms
flashback nightmare last night. Graphic. Frightening. discombobulating. Father thank you for my scars. I dont want to be a light weight. #bethethingiwishihad thank you that nothing is so ugly or evil that you cannot use it for good. you re my refuge.
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The truth hurts 💔
You version devo today. The day I remembered the worst stuff (I hope!) about my SRA. Stuff I did. Stuff that was done to me. devastating , and that’s a fact. “Declare this truth: “God knows me. “Pray this aloud: “Dear God, help me to rest in the knowledge that you’ll never turn your back…
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about me
I am a wife, a mom, and a friend. I have a disabled child, she is the middle of five offspring. I have a child who is mentally ill. Pursuing a diagnosis. I am learning to live with an autoimmune disorder and heart problems. They have completely changed me, in mostly good ways. I have…
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Reboot my heart
-Sunshine through leaves…green and gold dapples -quiet country gravel lanes -internet sermons on autoplay -bagged Asian salad with crunchy noodle thingies -being firm but kind to bill collectors or phone salespeople…they have to feed their families too. Not their fault they have a sucky job. -brushing my dog -watching my cat hunting outside. Graceful and…
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Reboot my heart
Perfect love casts out fear Flashback nightmare. Oh my socks my friend! Have you ever woke up and been giddy with relief that what you just dreamed was only a dream? Whew. Not gonna lie—At first I felt scared, vulnerable, overwhelmed and a bit nauseated. But then I had a chance to remind myself…
reboot my ❤ 