Today, Linda Tang is guest posting on my blog and is also my guest on Moms Together. Her core message is identity, especially when it concerns the transition from career to motherhood. Oh how we need God to remind us who we are… and… who we are not. Welcome, Linda! Having left my career to step into my role as…
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How do you count your worth?
For the past few weeks, I’ve been writing about the sexual abuse I experienced in my childhood and sharing how it marked me as a target for other predators. But it did so much more than that. – It set me up with a life-long fear of rejection. – It left me with deep feelings of worthlessness. – It caused…
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The mark that told others… I was an easy target.
Last week I mustered up my courage to publicly share an incident of sexual abuse that happened to me when I was four years old. Thank you for your words of encouragement and support. I discovered that so many of you can relate… and that broke my heart. But I also know that removing those stories of abuse from hidden…
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To The Man Who Molested Me…
To the man who molested me, You’ve been a part of my memory for most of my life. The things you said… the things you did… have tainted my ability to truly love myself. That day forever changed me. While I didn’t understand what was happening, I unconsciously made an agreement with you about who I was, and who I…
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When we find ourselves trapped into healing…
While on a walk with my husband the other night, I was telling him how very heavy my heart had been for our kids. Sara’s been dealing with some frustrating friend issues, and Sam has been struggling in a few other areas. Now I know this is normal. We all have challenges and tumultuous waters to navigate in life. But…
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I panicked because I had nothing to say…
This past weekend, we attended a memorial service for my husband’s mom. A handful of family and friends came from all parts of the country to celebrate her life. And as we all gathered at their home, everyone took turns sharing all the good things they remembered about her. And I began to panic. Because nothing came to mind. A…
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