Waking Up Me!

I can't believe it's been over three and a half years since I wrote here. Well, since I published anything here. I've been back periodically to write here, but left things abandoned because I just didn't have it in me to finish what I'd started. My heart wasn't in it anymore. Thankfully, I have found my way back again and my heart is filling up again. What happened to me, you ask? I fell into the pit. A place of sorrow. Of lost hope. Of keep-on-keeping-on and putting one foot in front of the other. I lost heart for the journey I was on. I let myself live in a self-imposed place of defeat. Sometimes, you get knocked down so much that you don't feel like getting back up again. I really don't see myself as that person, though. Someone who gets defeated. Someone who stays down. Instead, I am the girl who chooses to fight. I come out swinging. I drag my butt back up because I live by the motto, "If not me, then who?" So, again, how did life kick m...

There was a little girl who posted a message on a song  I was listening to by Matthew West called Broken Girl. Her note was just crying out to be seen. To stop living in the torment that is her life. She is only 13. My heart breaks for her. Was it always this hard to be a kid? Abuse-sexual, physical, mental/emotional. Bullying. Torture. Torment. The stories of some children and the hell they went through in their childhood or are still going through is abhorrent. Sadly, this little girls story is not unique. I heard a woman give her testimony a few weeks ago and she had a broken girl story all her own. Too many of us have these stories and my heart aches for each of them. How much more does Daddy's heart break for each of those broken girls or boys. Ones who don't yet know Him and how He is right there with us in the midst of these horrible moments. How He never leaves or abandons us. Yes, He does allow it. In our fallen world, there is a lot of treachery that happens. I ca...