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Whispers from the Valley Part 5

This time last year I had given up. I went on a terrible downward spiral. I made terrible choices. People gave up on me, gosh I did too! I remember very clearly the night God said no, I'm not done with you yet. Now the road back has been hard. I have not walked perfectly, there is a line of people who could tell you so. I, many times, have felt hopeless, but I kept His promise to me close. What I am learning is that His view and my own are not the same. He didn't say He was going to restore if I was perfect. He didn't say He would heal if I did this or that. He simply said trust Me. Trust Me when you fall down, trust Me when they say its over, trust Me when they say you don't deserve it, trust that I can see beyond this broken moment. He says trust him, and I will....

Whispers from the Valley Part 4

I spent many years where I quit praising God when things went well. Fear had such a tight hold on my heart. You see, I'd say "God thank you for my babies being healthy", and someone would break an arm. I'd say "God thank you for healing me from depression", and depression would rise up like a monster and knock me right out. I'd say "God I praise you that I have been set free from self harm", to find myself hurting me only days later. I said God thank you for setting me free from abuse, only to have the man I was married to abuse me I thought it made me look stupid, and God look bad. SO . . . I shut up. I stayed mad and self defeated. I went on a tail spin downward that would make most of you fall out your seat. Mad, sad, and scared were consistent, they were easy, and expected. I was comfortably miserable. The truth is that is a selfish and rotten way to live. It is not at all where or how God would want me to live my life. "God has

Whispers from the Valley Part 3

Most every day since I met my husband, I at one time or another drive down the Old Jonesborough Highway. There is this magnificient willow tree that sits on the corner of Mayfield and that road. I love to watch the wind twist thru it's branches. What most don't know is that the year I met my husband, something happened and knocked that tree down. I'm not sure what it was, I just remember driving by and commenting about how sad it is that such a beautiful tree was destroyed. The tree laid there for quite some time. Eventually someone chopped it up, leaving only a stump. One day as I was driving past I noticed there as a sprout poking out of the broken stump. "How funny I thought, that tree is destroyed and it's still trying to grow" I didn't think about it much until the other night when it was going to storm and the wind was blowing crazy. My husband said to me when we drove past, "look at that willow tree showing off" That tree wasn&

Whispers from the Valley Part 2

Part two, not sure if it should be one or two, but here it is. Maybe someday I will figure it out. How should you, as a Jesus follower, handle those who judge you for past and present behavior? I read something the other day that really struck me, and as someone who has been a MAJOR FALLER in the past few years, it really spoke to me and I wanted to share it with you. The alcoholic is like a tornado roaring his way thru the lives of others. Hearts are broken. Sweet relationships are dead. Affections have been uprooted. Selfish and inconsiderate habits have kept the home in turmoil. We feel a man is unthinking when he says that sobriety is enough. He is like the farmer who came out of his cyclone cellar to find his home ruined. To his wife he remarks "don't see anything the matter here, Ma. Ain't it grand the wind stopped blowing? " Alcoholics Annonymous Fourth Addition (Ok so if you know me, and know what a tornado I have been, you know it didn't just