Grief is Complicated
Grief is complicated. I thought I had it figured out, but I quickly discovered that I had much to learn.
Experiencing Hope, Finding Truth
Grief is complicated. I thought I had it figured out, but I quickly discovered that I had much to learn.
This blog was originally published several years ago. However, as I struggle to find the words to convey hope and redemption through a memoir, my thoughts drift back to the posts I wrote during another season in my life. Reading this post helped me remember the importance of being firmly planted in Christ. The thoughts are as relevant today as they were years ago.
Sometimes when God touches me, the honesty seems too much. Sometimes, I don’t want Him to see the “real me”. The truth is He always sees the real me.
as I embark on the task of telling my story in the form of a memoir, I wrote a letter to my younger self, Charlie. Charlie is the nickname given to me in the 7th grade. For some reason, I felt she needed reassurance that she is safe. Writing the letter eased my anxiety about starting the memoir and allowed me to voice my fears about the project.
Imagination brings thoughts to life. Imagination can transform a life event into a readable story that points to redemption.
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