It’s taken me a week to publish this…a tough one…
Mayim Hayim–Living Water
John 4…At the well, Jacob’s well, on the outskirts of town, a Samaritan woman comes during the heat of the day to draw water. Jesus meets her there, and asks for a drink. He offers her living water, and tells her to go and bring her [...]
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At the Well
Posted in Deconstructing Wendy, Manna & Living Water, Tender Mercies, tagged rape, redemption, self-destruction, self-esteem, sexual abuse, sexual assault, testimony, woman at the well on June 22, 2009 | 1 Comment »
Battlefield
Posted in Deconstructing Wendy, Tender Mercies on February 11, 2009 | 4 Comments »
I thought about those words…about the exchange…Then it occurred to me…I’ve had it backwards.
Heart Lessons
Posted in Deconstructing Wendy, tagged Christ, honesty, humility, integrity, respect, righteousness, teaching on October 3, 2008 | 3 Comments »
We all got a challenging, uncomfortable, lesson in honesty, respect, humility…
Stepping Into the Valley
Posted in Deconstructing Wendy, Recapturing Innocence, Tender Mercies, tagged Christ, grace, Healing, Immanuel, mercy, prayer, Psalm 23, rape, redemption, sexual abuse, Valley of the Shadow of Death on September 24, 2008 | 3 Comments »
He told me very clearly, that if I wanted to get to Zion, I would have to travel through the Valley of the Shadow of Death…
Frustrating Grace
Posted in Deconstructing Wendy, Recapturing Innocence, Tender Mercies, tagged Christ, forgiveness, grace, Healing, rape, repressed memories, sexual abuse, trust on September 23, 2008 | 1 Comment »
When Satan intended to destroy me, God shielded me.
The source of my frustration…blocked memories…is actually God’s gift…
MIA
Posted in Deconstructing Wendy, tagged busyness, coping, Healing, resistance, surrender on September 10, 2008 | 1 Comment »
I know I’ve been MIA lately. I tried to tell myself I’ve just been really busy with classes beginning, getting notes and other stuff ready for the semester, getting kids back to school, blah, blah, blah…Truth is, I’ve been resisting. Lots of heavy stuff to deal with, and I’m having to consider timing right now. More [...]
Still Chewing…
Posted in Deconstructing Wendy, Tender Mercies, tagged Christ, deep healing, God, grace, Healing, Jesus, mercy, prayer, rape, repressed memories, sexual abuse, surrender on August 13, 2008 | 2 Comments »
I’ve mostly been chewing on the words I wrote last, meditating on the promises in Isaiah 61, and witnessing the sweet, tender, healing love and power of Christ. I’ve also had the opportunity to do some deep healing prayer with a couple of people…I am in awe!…
Chewing on Words
Posted in Deconstructing Wendy, Recapturing Innocence, Tender Mercies, tagged brokenness, Christ, encouragement, grace, Healing, hope, mercy, rape, redemption, repressed memories, sexual abuse, yahweh on August 2, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
It’s funny how sometimes the words our soul desperately needs to hear the most come right out of our own mouth…just directed toward someone else. As I’ve shared the past couple of weeks, God has been giving me words to pass on to others. A couple of nights ago, I realized just how much my [...]
Intersection
Posted in Deconstructing Wendy, Tender Mercies, tagged abuse, Christ, compassion, deliverance, God, grace, Healing, mercy, redemption, spiritual warfare, survivor on July 21, 2008 | 5 Comments »
It’s funny how God sometimes beats us over the head with something. The intersection of seemingly random encounters, blog-finding, and teachings just come together and a light goes on.
As I’ve been journeying toward healing, I’ve experienced and learned alot. I knew early on that what I learned and the healing I experienced wasn’t just for [...]
This Woman
Posted in Deconstructing Wendy, Recapturing Innocence, Tender Mercies, tagged brokenness, Christ, forgiveness, grace, Healing, Jesus, mercy, rape, redemption, repressed memories, sexual abuse, surrender on July 18, 2008 | 4 Comments »
Last night, I saw a woman I have known my whole life.
I’ve seen her face thousands of times.
Last night she looked different.
Last night I noticed something had changed.
I stared deep into her eyes for several minutes…