Discipline, A Catalyst for Change

I hated discipline. Every form of it. Until I learned that disciple is not punishment. Growing up we were punished for every slight infraction we made in my father’s kingdom. If you spoke or behaved inappropriately, a leather belt was waiting to connect with your raw skin. Any infraction, after he delivered his punishment, wasContinue reading “Discipline, A Catalyst for Change”

Fear Not Friday | Do you fear those that choose darkness?

On the discussion of fear, I have a very healthy fear for those that delight in wrongdoing. Trust me when I say that there are many who like their choices of bad. They have no guilt but actually take pleasure in bringing and giving pain. Fear these folks! Nuff said.

Fear Not Friday | What Do I Carry in My Heart?

On the discussion of fear, I often wonder what I have hidden in the recesses of my heart. A treacherous beginning in childhood left caverns of unknowns locked away in me and I’ve been searching for them ever since. They are hard to locate later in life. Jesus had an interesting conversation about the “heart”Continue reading “Fear Not Friday | What Do I Carry in My Heart?”

Fear Not Friday | Sound Judgment

On the discussion of fear, do you have a good fear of religious people? If you don’t — you should. Paul warned the Colossians about such people when he said, “I tell you this so that no one may deceive you by fine-sounding arguments.” From BibRef, “The Greek word Paul uses is paralogizētai, which means “toContinue reading “Fear Not Friday | Sound Judgment”

Fear Not Friday | Calamity of a Fool

On the discussion of fear, do you have a healthy fear of spending all your time seeking pleasure? I grew up in our house on Delaware Lane for the first four years of my life. My father had full reign to exercise his demonic desires of pedophilia whenever he wanted. It was an absolute freeContinue reading “Fear Not Friday | Calamity of a Fool”

Discipline, A Catalyst for Change

I hated discipline. Every form of it. Until I learned that disciple is not punishment. Growing up we were punished for every slight infraction we made in my father’s kingdom. If you spoke or behaved inappropriately, a leather belt was waiting to connect with your raw skin. If you didn’t wash the dishes just rightContinue reading “Discipline, A Catalyst for Change”

Blood Thirsty

Society is too easy on abusers. They just are. These men and woman who rape and mangle the innocent – they know what they’re doing. They are calculated creatures who spend their time deceiving and changing the truth to fiction. Why is it so hard for folks to believe these abusers are fully aware ofContinue reading “Blood Thirsty”

Gracious Gratitude

I shouldn’t be who I am. That’s one of the kindness gifts my counselor gave to me. He believed in me, until I believed in myself. I am so very grateful for all the work I’ve put in to changing the destiny my parents offered me. It’s taken a lot of forgiveness. That forgiveness hasn’tContinue reading “Gracious Gratitude”

Discouraged and Discarded

I went to the police about the murder and they ultimately discarded the case when my father died. So, the accomplice gets off scot-free and ends his days on earth fulfilling his pleasures. I am so tired. I’m scared to try and resurrect this beast again but I’m going to try. I long to makeContinue reading “Discouraged and Discarded”