overcoming evil
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In the hustle and bustle of daily life, we often associate light with positivity and darkness with negativity. However, embracing the quiet and solitude of the night can offer profound insights and opportunities for spiritual growth. When we feel exhausted and overwhelmed, it’s a signal that we need to retreat and recharge. The night provides…
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My mother is the kind of woman hell fears. She does not walk through life unnoticed—she is a force, a fire, a relentless fighter for what is right. She stands for the vulnerable, speaks for the silenced, and loves without limits. Darkness does not touch her without consequence. She carries wounds this world cannot see,…
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I have learned that the body is a place where the spirit twists and kneels, sometimes bending low in sorrow, sometimes rising, bones creaking toward the sun. We are flesh, yes, but more than that. The skin is a thin veil, and behind it, something holy stirs, wild as…
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I remember the moment I decided to reclaim my life. It was a quiet evening, the kind that makes you pause and reflect. I was sitting alone, my thoughts a whirlwind of pain and regret, each memory like a shard of glass cutting deep into my soul. My abuser had started my pain but now…
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When chaos invades your life, swallowing you whole, it can feel as if the very fabric of your existence is unraveling. Whether it’s a sudden catastrophe that turns your world upside down, an illness that strikes you or someone you love with relentless force, or the crushing weight of tyranny that dismantles the things you’ve…
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Children don’t have the luxury of allowing their terror to rein and that is life altering. When an adult is raped, they have recourse — most of the time they tell, they receive counseling, and sympathy. The perps might not receive full justice but an adult has many options to let their terror loose. A…
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The three D’s of survival. When I watched my father kill tiny kittens on a rough block of wood, I reached into my tool bag and sorted through my survival skills. Which of the three D’s would I use? Any of them could work. When I watched the blood seeping out of one of the…
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I am not left alone to face these dragons of incest. I have a God that not only walks beside me, He roars at the injustices He sees. Unspeakable acts that are perpetrated against children and these abusers think they get off – scot-free. I am here to bear witness to the fact that judgment…
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Fear of speaking about the atrocities perpetrated against me was a very real thing. Telling about the murder I witnessed was terrifying for years. Recalling the betrayal of my parents was almost surreal, as it carried with it an intense irrational reality. My faith in God it what has sustained me with strength, dignity and…
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I had a ghastly beginning. I can’t know why and I just don’t ask that question any longer. The English poet Alexander Pope wrote, “Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always to be blest.” My sights are on eternity. How to get there and where I’m going is easy, that…