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…
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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 »
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…
Broken Things
Posted in Random Thoughts, Recapturing Innocence, Tender Mercies, tagged brokenness, God, grace, Healing, mercy, music, redemption, wounds on August 4, 2008 | 2 Comments »
This song has so captured my soul’s cry these past months. Wanted to share it for anyone else who may need it…Thanks Bad for the link…
You can have my heart
Though it isn’t new
It’s been used and broken
And only comes in blue
It’s been down a long road
And it got dirty on the [...]
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 [...]
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…
Missing Puzzle Pieces
Posted in Deconstructing Wendy, Recapturing Innocence, Tender Mercies, tagged Christ, faith, grace, Healing, mercy, repressed memories, sexual abuse, surrender, wholeness on July 16, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I have no idea what the final result will look like–
that is if I ever find all of the missing pieces.
Frustrating.
But whoever said surrender was easy?…
Results Don’t Matter
Posted in Deconstructing Wendy, Recapturing Innocence, Tender Mercies, tagged be still, brokenness, Christ, control, God's love, Healing, mercy, redemption, repressed memories, sexual abuse, spiritual warfare, surrender on July 15, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Then I wake up on Monday, and can hardly focus, hardly think about anything else but the flashbacks, the self-realizations, and the resulting ick (that’s a technical term) that’s surfaced…
Black Holes
Posted in Deconstructing Wendy, Recapturing Innocence, tagged brokenness, Christ, faith, grace, Healing, mercy, repressed memories, sexual abuse, surrender on July 11, 2008 | 1 Comment »
I don’t like black holes. I don’t like that my memory of childhood is like swiss cheese. I don’t like that there is something locked away inside of my head and I can’t control it…
Dark Honesty
Posted in Deconstructing Wendy, Recapturing Innocence, Tender Mercies, tagged brokenness, Christ, cross, forgiveness, grace, Healing, hope, mercy, redemption, repressed memories, sexual abuse on July 10, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I’m still in disbelief.
Taking an honest look at yourself is difficult.
It’s dark.
It’s ugly.
Ambushed
Posted in Deconstructing Wendy, Recapturing Innocence, Tender Mercies, tagged Christ, God's love, grace, Healing, hope, inner child, mercy, repressed memories, sexual abuse, spiritual warfare, wounds, yahweh on July 9, 2008 | 1 Comment »
I’ve always had a good memory. I can remember addresses, phone numbers, names, faces, birthdays, and the like with very little trouble…Yet, there are these chunks from childhood and adolescence that continue to be out of reach from my conscious mind.