In my last post, I shared how I finally learned that God truly, eternally, loved me as heart knowledge, not head knowledge. As promised, I am sharing what I learned after my heart was stabilized and I was finally able to enter a rehabilitation hospital for my right knee (following knee replacement surgery). People always […]
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I Did Not Believe God Really Loved Me
Note: This is a rather long post, which will be completed in a subsequent post. I hope it encourages you. Happy New Year! Since childhood, I’ve struggled with God’s love. Perhaps that is why I answered so many altar calls as a child. The preacher would give a stirring sermon about forgiveness and God’s love, […]
Losing track of time
This post could be a repeat of my post from March 2019. To quote myself: I realize that it has been two months since I last posted anything. How can this be? Is it possible that I have nothing to say? No… I think in a way I have too much to say and not […]
Sometimes It Takes Black to See Clearly
In a way, the image for this post reflects some of the extremes I’ve been experiencing lately. There is so much beauty around me, yet I find myself drowning in the surrounding view or the darkness of night when I feel like I can’t see at all. The flower in this picture is indeed beautiful. […]
War and Rumors of War
A couple of weeks ago I had signed up to participate in an Instagram writing challenge with a group I joined last year, Hope Writers. I love it when they give the writing challenges because they use one-word prompts, throw out a few ideas, and challenge us to get our writing juices flowing — and […]