A Common Sinfulness After betrayal of any sort, be it a family member, spouse, business partner, or friend, a question bursts on the scene of our consciousness. Why should we show mercy to the offender, the one who has caused such pain, anger and loss?The answer to this question came at a price—I had to look at myself.For months after disclosure, raw anger fueled thoughts of revenge.  Where previo...

Life has taken an unexpected turn. I am currently thrust into full time work at a doctor’s office. The money will be a blessing, but the gift of precious time severely restricted.Happier times once again!I look at this opportunity with a purpose in mind…there is reason God has presented this job. Not one thing happens by chance, therefore I open my eyes. I wait. I pray. I listen.This job dictates ...

I pray  you will find encouragement today …in that deepest part of your aching spirit. May a message of hope be found in these following verses.Isaiah 35:1-6 The desert and the parched land will be glad: the wilderness will rejoice and blossom. Like the crocus, it will burst into bloom: it will rejoice greatly and shout for joy. …Strengthen the feeble hands, steady the knees that give way; say to ...

Like me you may wonder how you did not know that betrayal lived right beneath your nose. It is a reasonable question.Why didn’t I know? How did I miss the signs? What could I have done differently?Second-guessing myself became a perpetual thought process in the aftermath. I wanted to understand how adultery happened even while I blissfully believed I had a great marriage, great sex life, and great...

“IN THE MOMENT” Every Monday I will include a journal entry of when I lived in that place of acute pain from betrayal. I include this raw and very personal reflection for one purpose only, to set the “before and after” stage. Every Wednesday I will tackle the subject of Monday's journal entry from a healed perspective. My hope and prayer is that these two drastically different scenarios will insti...

Spring—that time of year when trees blossom, bluebirds sing, and buttercups burst forth through darkened soil. A feeling of renewed hope fills most every heart…most every heart perhaps—except for yours?Yes, I’ve been there… in that place where not even buttercups, bluebirds, or blossoming trees evoke hope. I have lived in the dark, though full sunshine streams down. I have felt abject loneliness, ...