God
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I felt God wrap me up in His warm embrace. I wasn’t alone, and for the first time in far too long, I felt safe. Even with E next to me. God was with me. He did love me. He felt my agony, the fear, the loneliness. God gave me exactly what I needed. He…
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Hate and resentment. That’s what I felt towards God for the longest time. I just couldn’t comprehend how a loving God could allow a child to be sexually abused. How could He allow that same child to be sexually abused, and sexually assaulted by so many people for so many years? How could a loving…
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What do you look for in a woman? Are you looking for looks? Character? Are you willing to settle? Here’s what you should be looking for. Get yourself a woman who puts God first. Above herself, and above even you. He is the Creator of everything, and belongs in our #1 spot. When He is…
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Imagine watching your loved one cry on such a level that you didn’t even know was possible. Their very soul is falling to pieces in front of your eyes. You helplessly hold them, knowing nothing in this entire world can bring them comfort. Imagine watching your loved one go from being filled with happiness, and…
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One night, while everyone else was sleeping, I was wide awake, feeling antsy. I was mindlessly scrolling on my laptop, when I felt an overwhelming urge to check out WordPress. I checked out the different price points, looked into having my own domain, and started to develop an idea of what I wanted to pay…
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I know evil. I’ve felt its touch on my bare flesh. Always without my consent. I’ve heard its whisper in my ear. Telling me all the vile things it had planned for me. Telling me how sexy it was to watch my face as I was paralyzed by fear and the drugs they had slipped…
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The endometriosis kept getting worse, and after multiple procedures to remove the tissue from other organs, paired with the miscarriage, I had a hysterectomy. Now it was final. I most certainly would never carry a child. I’d never give birth. There were other options, but it seemed anytime I considered them God made the option…
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Growing up, I wanted to be a variety of things ranging from a boy, ice skater, ballerina, teacher, dragon to a housewife. Through the ever changing list, one always remained. I wanted to be a mom. The older I got, the more intense the desire to have kids became. At one point, I stopped caring…
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Recently, I’ve been accused of being racist, and not a Christian. My crime? Not liking Meghan Markle. I firmly believe that she is fake. She’s a manipulative, lying, conniving woman, that I once thought highly of. For some people, they can’t see past race, so if you don’t like someone who is even remotely black,…
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