Freedom from fear through Christ

Freedom from fear through Christ

Freedom from fear through Christ

Fear.  For such a small word it sure packs a mighty punch.  Like a little giant it looms ominously over certain areas of our life. I sometimes think of fear as that little black fly that comes in as soon as I open the front door.  Even though I may not necessarily see it all the time, I can hear it buzzing from room to room, taunting me “you can’t get me.”  Sometimes no matter how much I swat at that little sucker, it always seem to evade getting smacked down. That’s like fear!  It gets into areas of our mind,

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Bullying, dealing with the ugly monster

The hallway seemed poorly lit.  The shadowy corners of the corridor gave the impression it was much later than the first period after lunch.  I needed to hurry or I was going to be late and Mr. Richardson hated when students walked into his classroom while he was teaching. Everyone seemed to have exited the dreary locker-lined halls.  Everyone except for myself and the two “goth” girls lingering halfway down the halls.  They leaned lazily against one wall turning to watch as my hurried steps echoed on the scruffy tiled floors. I heard one giggle followed by another and saw

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Taking off the mask-moving through healing to your purpose

Taking off the mask-moving through healing to your purpose

I am going to tell you one of my secrets. Listen closely. “I am no where close to where I want to be.” There.  I said it. Now there’s no way for me to pretend I’m someone I’m not.  One thing I want to always portray to my readers and to you, my friends,  is this.   I want to be real.   You see,  I’m on a journey and though I may not be where I want to be, with God’s help, I’m sure headed in the right direction.  Of course there are days when I fall a few steps

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Comparison, a dangerous game

Comparison, a dangerous game

The fluorescent lighting reflected off the glossy covers of the magazines like a beacon, beckoning my attention to the strategically placed magazine rack at the check out counter.  The super sexy model on one cover smiled back at me as if she had been waiting to catch my gaze. Her long legs reminded me shorts and swimsuit season was only a short while away and my mind immediately went to the winter accumulated pounds that were wrapped around my own thighs and waistline. Getting rid of that is going to take some work, I thought to myself. Feeling a bit

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  Surrender control to God

  Surrender control to God

I woke up late afternoon and made my way downstairs to the family room.  This was my normal sleep routine when I work, sleeping during the day and awake at night,  the life of a night shift nurse.  I found the family room empty. At first I wondered where hubby and the kids were but after a backward glance, I noticed the basement door was partially ajar.  I hadn’t noticed that when I’d passed by before. Working 12 hour night shift tends to do that to you.  Anyways, I retraced my steps and followed the sudden burst of laughter to find my family seated

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