It’s morning and I want more than anything to choose life, to choose me. I have a pain in my heart, a pain I don’t know how to heal. I’m torn….
When I was a little child I needed to be loved accepted and kept safe. I was born in circumstances where I couldn’t be, I spent my whole life battling the thought, ‘if my own parents couldn’t love me enough to choose me…what does that say about me.’ And really what would it have looked like to be chosen? What does it look like…?
Continue reading Can one be torn and broken at the same time?
On any given day I’m a mother, a lawyer, an employee, a friend, a daughter and on the odd lucky day a potential crush for someone.
I start this to show you the different roles I play but more than that, the different “me” there is. I have in the last few months realised just how good I am at separating all my different roles into different lives
Continue reading Discovering yet another me – Christian Lawyer
One of my favorite thing these days is moments when I’m reading the Bible, I come across a scripture that I have read many other times before but it just gives a different picture. This time it happened in Mark 9 verse 17-28.
To cut a long story short, the passage is about a man who has a son that’s demon possessed. We find out the boy has been like that since he was born, its a deaf and mute spirit. This father has tried everything he can, he has approached the disciples but they could not drive the spirit away so he is now faced with Jesus himself. Continue reading When all you have left is Prayer