Hard to read, just like my story that’s hard to tell. We all have them. We’ve all, at some point in our lives, been so deep in some kind of darkness that, at the time, we didn’t know was darkness. LIES. Like you said. All lies. I HATE the Enemy. I wish I could wrap my hands around his throat and squeeze the life out of him for what he has done to me. To you. To everyone. Thank you for sharing this. You are a strong woman who has endured a lot.
Many thanks, Jessica! I think the core of heartfelt and authentic writing is to simply pour out our heart and let the chips fall where they may. I cannot force others to learn from my mistakes…I can only proclaim what I learned through chaos. I am hardly a great success at this material realm…I live for Eternity…but my desire is to hopefully help someone else to avoid the sorrows I went through. Thank you for taking the time to read my work…and I agree with you about the devil…he is a liar and cheat and will certainly have his just due forever, when Christ returns. I just want us all to be with God and not with the devil! Godspeed to you, dear Jessica! Wendy
I'm sure it wasn't fun or easy to write this account. I pray that someone who really needs to unearth the lies they are living under will come across this post and have their eyes opened. Thanks for being willing to write about your difficult experiences to the benefit of others.
John E. Dobbs, thank you. I did indeed, have to simmer on this, even though I trust Holy Spirit to be my writing coach and support team. He gives me the title for each weekly Substack piece and I then take it and craft it. He worked on more of this with me, as if He knew how primal it was to write. I am not proud of my rambling in the sexual revolution of my youth…but my hope is to save even one person out there, from the sorrow I have been through. Thank you again, John, for your encouraging words, I needed them and appreciated them. Wendy
Thanks, Deborah! There is NOTHING glamorous about promiscuity. As I have said many times before, the devil is a liar and a master marketer, marketing evil. I fell to him for a season but…God was BIGGER and STRONGER and here I am, speaking at age 72 ½, about God’s ways are BIGGER and STRONGER. Blessings, Wendy
So honest thank you. In my boomer church fellowship group in the early 70s, we all married others in the group. Those whose marriages survived were friends. I wasn't so blessed. Friendship and love are difficult for me. I was adopted but didn't know till decades later.
A sobering candid account of the devastation the big "lie" brings with it, Wendy. Thanks for your bravery in being so open about the consequences that result fro chasing after that lie.
Thanks, Cork. This was a very tough piece to write, I did not want to hit “post”. Holy Spirit nudged all the way. At least I told the raw truth. Nothing remotely glamorous about promiscuity and sexual misadventure. An exhortation and a blunt warning, so others might not go through what I have and the price I have paid. Bless you, Cork.
One of your best and bravest. Keep on going! Your writings are an antidote for the Bops, the Only Fans craze, and Sex Tapes made me Famous garbage promoted by the Kardashians.
RESPECT. I am well jell. Not one but two!! I am a bit staggered! Only hotties get invited twice. Sorry Sister Wendy E. I understand exactly what you write and say but that is rather impressive!! You can guess I've never been invited to an orgy in my life. One look at me and everyone would sober up,get dressed and go home! I should not joke about such serious things and I do know how soulless,chill,and meaningless fornication is because I've done it,but in my case if I wrote about it on the back of a postage stamp there would be plenty of space left. But it's not the magnitude of the sin that earns you the wages of death. Tiny or huge it's the same. Aged 17 when a "boyfriend" hove into view I thought at last I would fit in and be the same as everyone else. Maybe that was his motive too. So after a 'date' with him,a walk round the local park,what a cheapskate,I told him thanks but no thanks but unfortunately I'd been 'captured' by a weird psycho stalker type that everyone thought was romantic in those days,now we.know better. My parents though they both quite rightly loathed him didn't help as they told me as an adult (I was 17) with a job I should make my own decisions. So the choice seemed to be (to me) a lifetime the next 40 years of trudging to a workplace,trudging home,watched some tv (there WAS excellent tv on British tv in the 1970s I will say),go to bed,repeat day after day after weary day. He kept going on about getting married,a house etc,a future. All those lies the FEMINISTS of the time said were lies of the Patriarchy to keep us under control,ie that men didn't lie like that,and to hold back until 'you got that ice or else no dice' was silly so after six months I,well an attempt was made that didn't come off. But it was enough to give him the chance to go telling everyone some no doubt highly spiced up version. He wasn't my 'friend' he was an enemy a la Dangerous Liasons and those Warnings are not lies of the Patriarchy to control women. They are lines in the sand to protect females from exploitation. But as the attempt was made I realized that unlike in movies and TV soaps ( I don't mean porn,just regular stuff) SEX doesn't 'just happen' and my mind registered "this is fornication" It's not an old time word from the distant past,it's an actual THING. Why was I WITH HIM for 3 years? Why didn't I leave. Well,he sort of had me like a possesion he owned. I'm not a compassionate person but when a battered wife explains "he wouldn't let me" when asked why she stayed with her abusive husband for 20 years I totally understand. Thats unusual for me!
It's taken me longer to write this confession than to 'have sex'(NOT),lol.
Jane, you did not miss a thing, by missing an orgy or any other promiscuous behavior! That is why the devil is a LIAR and a thief and just what Christ called him. He cheats, he lies, he invents junk that is junk! Keep your focus on the gifts God gave you, you are already unique and talented! God does not give gifts lightly. You have good humor and a bit of the sardonic! I am a Brit by ancestry, so I can appreciate the amazing British humor. Keep on, Jane, your insights are needed! Blessings, Wendy
Dr. Kimber, I sincerely appreciate this, thank you very much! This was a difficult piece to write, but a needed true "vent", so people can see behind the curtain that the devil tries so hard to use. Wendy
Another good one, Wendy! Thank you for your candidness.
Hard to read, just like my story that’s hard to tell. We all have them. We’ve all, at some point in our lives, been so deep in some kind of darkness that, at the time, we didn’t know was darkness. LIES. Like you said. All lies. I HATE the Enemy. I wish I could wrap my hands around his throat and squeeze the life out of him for what he has done to me. To you. To everyone. Thank you for sharing this. You are a strong woman who has endured a lot.
Many thanks, Jessica! I think the core of heartfelt and authentic writing is to simply pour out our heart and let the chips fall where they may. I cannot force others to learn from my mistakes…I can only proclaim what I learned through chaos. I am hardly a great success at this material realm…I live for Eternity…but my desire is to hopefully help someone else to avoid the sorrows I went through. Thank you for taking the time to read my work…and I agree with you about the devil…he is a liar and cheat and will certainly have his just due forever, when Christ returns. I just want us all to be with God and not with the devil! Godspeed to you, dear Jessica! Wendy
Everyone needs hovering over, everyone needs tending. So glad you are there for your friend. xo
Thank you, Jan! Fellowship in the Body of Christ is needed, on the long and difficult road of life. Thank you for reading my work! Wendy
I'm sure it wasn't fun or easy to write this account. I pray that someone who really needs to unearth the lies they are living under will come across this post and have their eyes opened. Thanks for being willing to write about your difficult experiences to the benefit of others.
John E. Dobbs, thank you. I did indeed, have to simmer on this, even though I trust Holy Spirit to be my writing coach and support team. He gives me the title for each weekly Substack piece and I then take it and craft it. He worked on more of this with me, as if He knew how primal it was to write. I am not proud of my rambling in the sexual revolution of my youth…but my hope is to save even one person out there, from the sorrow I have been through. Thank you again, John, for your encouraging words, I needed them and appreciated them. Wendy
It’s helpful you were honest. So many pretend and I think lose feeling.
Feelings are irrelevant if suppressed, or out of fear, anyway.
Thank you for writing this. It deglamorizes promiscuity.
Thanks, Deborah! There is NOTHING glamorous about promiscuity. As I have said many times before, the devil is a liar and a master marketer, marketing evil. I fell to him for a season but…God was BIGGER and STRONGER and here I am, speaking at age 72 ½, about God’s ways are BIGGER and STRONGER. Blessings, Wendy
You're a beautiful person.
So honest thank you. In my boomer church fellowship group in the early 70s, we all married others in the group. Those whose marriages survived were friends. I wasn't so blessed. Friendship and love are difficult for me. I was adopted but didn't know till decades later.
Thank you for sharing this piece of your soul.
Thank you, Natalie! Difficult but needed. Blessings to you, Wendy
A sobering candid account of the devastation the big "lie" brings with it, Wendy. Thanks for your bravery in being so open about the consequences that result fro chasing after that lie.
Thanks, Cork. This was a very tough piece to write, I did not want to hit “post”. Holy Spirit nudged all the way. At least I told the raw truth. Nothing remotely glamorous about promiscuity and sexual misadventure. An exhortation and a blunt warning, so others might not go through what I have and the price I have paid. Bless you, Cork.
One of your best and bravest. Keep on going! Your writings are an antidote for the Bops, the Only Fans craze, and Sex Tapes made me Famous garbage promoted by the Kardashians.
RESPECT. I am well jell. Not one but two!! I am a bit staggered! Only hotties get invited twice. Sorry Sister Wendy E. I understand exactly what you write and say but that is rather impressive!! You can guess I've never been invited to an orgy in my life. One look at me and everyone would sober up,get dressed and go home! I should not joke about such serious things and I do know how soulless,chill,and meaningless fornication is because I've done it,but in my case if I wrote about it on the back of a postage stamp there would be plenty of space left. But it's not the magnitude of the sin that earns you the wages of death. Tiny or huge it's the same. Aged 17 when a "boyfriend" hove into view I thought at last I would fit in and be the same as everyone else. Maybe that was his motive too. So after a 'date' with him,a walk round the local park,what a cheapskate,I told him thanks but no thanks but unfortunately I'd been 'captured' by a weird psycho stalker type that everyone thought was romantic in those days,now we.know better. My parents though they both quite rightly loathed him didn't help as they told me as an adult (I was 17) with a job I should make my own decisions. So the choice seemed to be (to me) a lifetime the next 40 years of trudging to a workplace,trudging home,watched some tv (there WAS excellent tv on British tv in the 1970s I will say),go to bed,repeat day after day after weary day. He kept going on about getting married,a house etc,a future. All those lies the FEMINISTS of the time said were lies of the Patriarchy to keep us under control,ie that men didn't lie like that,and to hold back until 'you got that ice or else no dice' was silly so after six months I,well an attempt was made that didn't come off. But it was enough to give him the chance to go telling everyone some no doubt highly spiced up version. He wasn't my 'friend' he was an enemy a la Dangerous Liasons and those Warnings are not lies of the Patriarchy to control women. They are lines in the sand to protect females from exploitation. But as the attempt was made I realized that unlike in movies and TV soaps ( I don't mean porn,just regular stuff) SEX doesn't 'just happen' and my mind registered "this is fornication" It's not an old time word from the distant past,it's an actual THING. Why was I WITH HIM for 3 years? Why didn't I leave. Well,he sort of had me like a possesion he owned. I'm not a compassionate person but when a battered wife explains "he wouldn't let me" when asked why she stayed with her abusive husband for 20 years I totally understand. Thats unusual for me!
It's taken me longer to write this confession than to 'have sex'(NOT),lol.
Jane, you did not miss a thing, by missing an orgy or any other promiscuous behavior! That is why the devil is a LIAR and a thief and just what Christ called him. He cheats, he lies, he invents junk that is junk! Keep your focus on the gifts God gave you, you are already unique and talented! God does not give gifts lightly. You have good humor and a bit of the sardonic! I am a Brit by ancestry, so I can appreciate the amazing British humor. Keep on, Jane, your insights are needed! Blessings, Wendy
Wow.
You are a physician, Dr. Kimber. Can you clarify what kind of “wow” you mean? Yes, no, maybe?
Raw, open & honest emotions and confessional.
Dr. Kimber, I sincerely appreciate this, thank you very much! This was a difficult piece to write, but a needed true "vent", so people can see behind the curtain that the devil tries so hard to use. Wendy