confessions of a rebellious soul (warning: there may be cussing)

True confession:  I've always hated the word 'obey'. In all of its forms. In any kind of sentence.  Obey seemed oppressive. Controlling. Demeaning. Surely there was a softer way to put it. A gentler call to do what God wanted. Surely it isn't rebellion that feeds these thoughts. Surely.  The change began in October. That's … Continue reading confessions of a rebellious soul (warning: there may be cussing)

believing for wonderful

Different. Wrong. Abnormal. Words that describe how I have felt most of my life. The struggle to feel right, or normal. Always, every day, in every circumstance, I felt different, somehow wrong inside. I never fit in anywhere. I didn't belong. I was just small when someone did things to me they should not have … Continue reading believing for wonderful