wounds
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Hunger
There was a time I knew that no one cared not enough to seek me out or listen not enough to….. That may be one of my greatest wounds even now I experience that not enough Not enough to ask me how I am Not enough to read my words Not enough to say hello Continue reading
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This is My Story, This is My song…
Coming to terms with how much pain and hurt I have stored in my body is not easy. I’ve carried the wounds since I was 6. 6 to 31, years of reinforcement, years of hiding, years of surviving…. honestly, years of dismissal, disbelieving that my wounds needed caring, healing, or validation. Instead, praying them away, Continue reading
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Change of the Heart
Testimony to the work of the Lord. Two times very clearly, God has changed my heart about something over night.I don’t think this was by accident either. In both circumstances, I had a very tough decision to make and I had been asking for God’s wisdom and will over it for days, maybe weeks. I Continue reading
About Me
An obsessive journaler who loves meeting others along their journey and giving them a hand to hold through pieces of writing. I write about the heartbreaks of life and the joys, the ups and downs, and I often learn my greatest lessons and miracles from nature.
Joyful Ruins 