*A breather post is a break from my usual writing. I explain it more here. The baby was napping and I had just run downstairs to grab something before heading back up. But as I stood in the kitchen looking out our back patio doors, I saw a person. It was a boy sitting […]
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I still have the small bottle in my top drawer, hidden beneath folded pairs of pants. It’s no longer displayed on our dresser as a reminder. My husband bought it amid our communication with the church elders. It’s filled to the brim with Mustard seeds. I’ll never forget the day he handed me one tiny
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Ever heard of a “Chreaster”? I’m not sure if it’s a well-known slang word many people know, but I certainly didn’t know it until my former pastor introduced me to it. It’s a word used for people who only attend church on Christmas and Easter, aka, the “less committed” Christians. Every time he used
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Despite what it looks like, I’m not on a quest to find a perfect church. Or a perfect pastor. Or a perfect elder. Or a perfect congregant. Or Heaven on Earth for that matter. That would be an impossible task. So why speak of the church’s imperfections as if it were
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It was about a year ago. She was 17 years old when I met her. I didn’t know her personally at first. And she didn’t know me. She had been attending for 5 years. We attended for nearly 10. And yet, it took a common ground of suffering for us to meet. But we shared
It was time to put my big girl pants on, yet again. Ten months into working with my counselor, she informed me that she would be moving out of state in a couple of months. She had already made plans to transition me to another professional within the practice. I couldn’t help but feel
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Our baby was just a few weeks old. Miguel and I ventured to Target to buy some basics. It was summer and my newborn was still a featherweight so I decided to hold him up on one shoulder as we meandered through the store. As we entered through the double automatic doors the familiar
As I was re-listening to Dr. Phil Monroe’s talk from last week’s post, I was reminded of the need to take a breather from the heavy things in life when attempting to heal from trauma. He reminded me that calming and grounding techniques are essential when engaging our stories of pain. There is a
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I knew I needed to find a therapist. Someone to help me flesh out all that had happened and all that was happening. However, I had a newborn at home who was constantly nursing and four other children who needed me. Finding time to get away just “for me” was a mental hurdle that
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The day starts like any other day. I wake up in my bed and as I turn toward my nightstand to reach for my glasses, it’s there. Fresh memories begin saturating my thoughts in discombobulated segments. A series of scenarios that my sleeping mind made up. A dream. An experience that feels so real
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