In Life Is Like A … Bowl Of Spaghetti and Spaghetti … And A Few Meatballs you read about the history of sexual abuse I suffered as well as the initial mental illness. Here you’ll read how that mental illness manifested itself and grew into my adult life. At age fifteen two new people became visible to…
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Spaghetti … And A Few Meatballs
In part one of this posting, Life Is Like A … Bowl Of Spaghetti, I wrote of being raped at age 5 by a boy of 14 and why I never revealed this horrible experience to my parents or any adult. Here I’ll talk about the impacts of that decision … and the meatballs added to…
Life Is Like A … Bowl Of Spaghetti
As I prepared and had posted the writing on healing and prayer (It’s All About The Healing & The Healing Continues), I realized that such a posting might not make sense in its entirety unless I wrote and posted more about myself. With that realization came a not so simple question: Where do I begin?…
The Healing Continues
If you didn’t read Part 1 last week, start here It’s All About The Healing Let me be clear. I am not saying prayer is a waste of time! I say pray without ceasing! But do I believe prayer and faith alone will always prevail? Yes and no. Let me explain… First, those statements made…
It’s All About The Healing
I am mentally ill. The roots of the mental illness I battle are in the sexual abuse I suffered as a child. I am left with wounds. Some are scarred over, some have scabs, and others are raw and open. Over the years I developed poor, unhealthy coping mechanisms. I chased the false idols of…
Yea though I walk through the valley
“Amazing grace how sweet the sound It covers every part of me My soul is silent I am found And it’s a beautiful sound It’s a beautiful, beautiful sound You were healing in the pain You were shelter in the storm Hallelujah You restore my soul” Thank you Josh Calhoun and Ben Calhoun of Citizen…
But It Is Personal
I wrote the following after being pent up in a county jail for six months without seeing the light of day, or the dark of night for that matter, literally. I’d arrived here in my present location and the first four days it snowed. It didn’t snow much, maybe an inch or two each day,…
Lost … Chains … Prison
My brother has been in a battle all his life with his mental illness, and most recently it has been winning. It has drained him of any desire to write. There will be a new blog post next week, until then we discussed sharing a song that has touched us deeply. Moved his soul, and…
Baptism By Fire
This came in the most recent letter … I believe baptism comes in several forms. Through the Bible we hear, read, of baptism by water. It’s the symbolic washing away of sins and the death to sin of the old self and birth to righteousness of a new self. It is by its very nature…
Love Thy Enemy – Concludes
Well, I left you hanging didn’t I? And right at the part where I began to apply the Holy Spirit’s guidance! Yes, it got you to come back but more importantly, I hope you walked away wondering how you’d handle Ed and Frank – Your Eds and Franks – we all have them… If you…
