I viewed God through the lens of childhood abuse. I perceived God as mean, unloving and uncaring. I thought God loved other people, but I was different. He couldn’t love me because of the pain I went through. I brought this confusion about God into my parenting.
Happy Fourth of July! You are loved! You are brave!
Wrapping up this mini-series called Family Matters, I am drawn to reflect about my Mother. The previous post was about Community. Part of one’s community can be family members. I […]
This week I want to focus on how my parent’s community wrapped their arms around my family when they found out about my dad’s hospitalization and subsequent death. It was hard for my parent’s tight-knit community to not notice when the ambulance pulled into my parent’s driveway.