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Christians are often mocked and ridiculed for our faith. Especially when we choose to have hope and faith when there is trauma. Even some Christians find it impossible, and even stupid to hang onto hope, and God, when we’re surviving rape, miscarriages, physical abuse, or death of a loved one. I’m guilty of that. I…
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Dear Satan, Most people know you by your usual names, but not many have figured out that you are also called ‘Depression’. You are the whisper we hear that tells us what failures we are. It’s you whispering that we are hopeless, and our loved ones are better off in a world where we cease…
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God’s timing can be frustrating, at times. We seek Him out for guidance, and we’re in a hurry for His answer, but it feels like we’re met with silence. He never works on our timeline, and while it’s okay to feel annoyed and frustrated, we should still have faith. Keep praying, and know that when…
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When I’m asking God for guidance, I ask Him to dumb it down for me. I tend to question if it’s God telling me no, or if it’s my own doubts. Is He telling me yes, or is it my own wants that I’m hearing. This has led me to ask God to make His…
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Faith after trauma is difficult, to say the least. We want answers as to why things were allowed to happen to us. Why was evil allowed to take my innocence? Why was my rapist the only one to get me pregnant, only for me to miscarry? Why did my husband have to die? Why couldn’t…
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In order to build a strong, lasting, intimate relationship with God, we have to realize that He has terms and conditions. Like any good parent, He loves us enough not to spoil us. Sure, He is more than capable of answering all our prayers, completely taking away all our burdens, and letting us just live…
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For the first time since I was in middle school, I was unmedicated. My emotions were difficult to control, and they felt foreign. This was my newest hurdle. I had to learn to feel things in a healthier way. I had to reign in my emotions. With God leading the way, I slowly learned how…
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E was annoyingly upbeat. He laughed loudly, and obnoxiously. He was musical, and endlessly talked about his gift of singing. He sang over every song, and has ruined my appreciation of certain artists to this day. He was loud in his love for God, which on its own is great. But when the person is…
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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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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…
