Hello all my followers. I have divided my blog posts out to several different blogs based on posting topics. It did not seem right to have a blog post about Homeschooling one day and then the next day have a blog post about being a Survivor of Abuse all on the same blog. Continue reading
I collect songs on my DJ blog that resonate with where I am at emotionally at different times of my life. One of the many videos I have collected is Alanis Morissete’s song Ironic. I sang that son especially when all my efforts were working towards creating good in my life, yet everything around me seemed to be going against me. It all felt very Ironic, to work so hard towards a success and to continually see my success fall apart because of some outside force. Continue reading
I just read this blog post
His Whisper [Son chuchotement, Su Whisper, 他耳语, Il suo Whisper] by Mon Ange
In this post she quotes Pslam 25 from the Passion Translation.
I found this part particularly beautiful. Continue reading
I pulled out my red owl coin purse at one store, payed for the items, and walked away with some fun blaster guns and light saber toys. I then drove to the next dollar store. On my way in I double checked for my red owl coin purse, it was not there. Of course I became nervous. I ran back to the car, rummaged through everything, no red owl coin purse. Continue reading
This is God’s Refining Process… That is what they love to say.
If this is Gods Refining Process then it is a bit like standing too close to the sun and hoping you refine before you burn up. Follow that up with tears (blue water drops), pain (red spikes) and confusion (purple squiggles), and you have a bit of an idea of what it is like.
No, I would rather feel these are the consequences of a pedophiles horrid acts combined with their great ability to lie and deceive. I can not equate God at all with the horrible things pedophiles do, and the horrible side effects. Continue reading
I was too vulnerable to admit the emotions I felt. I was too vulnerable to look at the emotions I felt. I was too vulnerable to tell anyone I was so vulnerable.
The truth is I felt totally invalid… Continue reading