Thank you for your candor Wendy.So many families have a rebel that we pray for continually and it grieves our hearts. I hope and pray that we are able to forward your writing onto them and that they will receive it😊
Donald Schuler, humble thanks! My entire Substack , a blunt Oregon girl, carries the theme of a returned Prodigal. I was saved in the Baptist church in childhood, LOVED church and God and my Mom and I were best friends as she and I attended church. She died suddenly a month before I was 14 and that grief, followed by my brother being killed in Vietnam in 1968, broke my faith for 35 years. I do not know if it was my Mom praying for me from Heaven and her partnership with God from there, that somehow brought me back to the Household of God...but I am simply grateful I did come Home. I came Home in shambles but I still came Home and will never wander again! Do NOT stop praying and contending for your rebels. While returning to God has not been remotely easy, it is much preferable to being lost forever and separated from God. Keep praying!!! Yes, feel free to forward any of my writing pieces that you feel guided to send on to your rebels. I hope I do speak with humility and not a "scolding" or "preaching " spirit. I only speak from direct and blunt experience, the wages of sin. Not fun. God bless you, Mr. Schuler! Wendy
I'm so lucky I wasn't born 10-20 years later, or I would have boxed myself in as one of the A's in LGBTQIAA+. I knew the term "asexual" didn't actually make sense but I applied it to myself anyway. My heart just felt dead except for when I was angry or sad, because I had gotten it into my head that everyone was going to leave, betray, or judge me if I bothered to love them. The revolution never stops, is never satisfied.
Hannah, I can relate to that, the pulling back from sharing one’s heart. I did the same thing, after getting my heart stomped so many times. The world is in such a blasted mess, people going up, down, sideways, in desperation to find stability and love and purpose. I think you are certainly not alone in all this. While I never felt “asexual”, I certainly did not do well in the love department for many years, toooo prickly. ARGH, as the rowdies say! WEW
Wendy, you're such a good writer! And I completely relate on having trouble sticking to one job. There are so many new things to try, and sometimes I'm just terrible at figuring out what people want from me.
Hannah, first, I just read your story” 1000 years of war, issue # 2” (I think that was the title)…INTENSE!!! Girl, you are amazing in the artistry of this searing story of survival! The characters, the drawings, these have to draw people in quickly. The times we live in are so dark, I understand the need to create worlds (“worldbuilding” as one young friend of mine calls it) and to walk through them. Humans are so, as I say, gnarly. Dark, driven, survival oriented. You write with such brevity woven through intensity, not easy to do!
I met the Lord Jesus in my childhood, dear old Baptist church. I loved church with my Mom and embraced the Bible and all the wisdom and fellowship. Then parents separated, I went with Mom and then a few weeks later, Mom had a stroke om 1966 and died overnight. That set me on the dark path, including the death of one brother in Vietnam in 1968. I was a Prodigal for 35 years and am lucky and blessed to find my way back to God and His Son. I write my pain and hopefully woven with hope, as so many of us do here on Substack. Keep writing, Hannah, you have real talent here! Blessings!!! WEW
Thanks for sharing all that! I gasped a bit when you mentioned your mom's death. I have noticed my daughter's attachment to me is much more intense than my son's, you must have needed her so badly growing up.
Thanks also (so much) for reading my silly comics! I agree humans ARE gnarly.
Hannah, my Mom's death sent me on an awful spiral for many rebellious and sorrowful years. I missed her terribly and went through youth mostly on my own.
BUT...God never left me and pursued me as a Prodigal and sent Christ out after this lost sheep. He NEVER gives up. I will see my dear Mom when I get Home. WEW
Thank you so much for this wise and penitent song from the heart. My mother's tragectory was very close to yours, except her late-life conversion was skin deep, a Prozac of self-prescribed absolution, devoid of remorse. I do not wish to add to your burdens, blessed sister in Christ, but I need to point this out: Boomer deification of polygamy, promiscuity and infidelity destroyed the intimate relationships and family life of every generation that came after you, objectively and morally and spiritually, despite all of our concerted efforts to resist that inheritance. For the sins of the mothers and fathers are visited on the sons and daughters, unto the tenth generation.
Gilgamech, thank you for your comment. I have been transparent with all my Substack writing, about my sorrowful repentance and my desire to point out the wages of sin. All of my pieces reflect a "broken heart and contrite spirit." I cannot take on the sorrows of another generation, as I cannot force people to learn from previous generation's mistakes. I will not take that on my soul, as Christ bore our sins on that terrible tree. I did not have children. I attempt to help by my blunt writing, of "what not to do". I also live in Romans 8:1, "there is therefore now no condemnation to them that are in Christ Jesus, who walk not after the flesh but after the Spirit..." I pray with young people sometimes and do my best to encourage them to not follow in my footsteps. Other than writing and encouragement and prayer, there is nothing else I can do. Thank you again for your comments. WEW
Gilgamech, thank you! I was concerned I had offended you. I am pretty raw at times and am so grateful for Papa God's mercy and His compassion for this wounded warrior. God bless and keep you as well. Wendy
Gilgamech, thank you for your comment! I want to answer more deeply and respectfully today, so I will pray on this and get back this evening. I also am watching The Chosen, Season 4, episode 4 and will reply further tonight. Blessings to you Gilgamech, WEW
Jan, thank you! I have had an Independent spirit for most of my life. Living in San Francisco for 31 years sharpened it even more. I am simply blessed to even be alive! Thank you again for reading my piece! Blessings to you, Wendy
What was it Jimi said? Is this Love or Confusion? Yes it was and probably is. Good on you for your eyes of today. I don’t think you probably did much harm then and know you’re sharing good today. ✌🏽
Thank you, Daniel Buecher, for your kind words! Hindsight is always easy, what we wished we had done…but learning from our mistakes is still better, as long as we can help someone else to hopefully avoid the disasters we prowled through! Keep on, I will too! WEW
Thank you for your candor Wendy.So many families have a rebel that we pray for continually and it grieves our hearts. I hope and pray that we are able to forward your writing onto them and that they will receive it😊
Donald Schuler, humble thanks! My entire Substack , a blunt Oregon girl, carries the theme of a returned Prodigal. I was saved in the Baptist church in childhood, LOVED church and God and my Mom and I were best friends as she and I attended church. She died suddenly a month before I was 14 and that grief, followed by my brother being killed in Vietnam in 1968, broke my faith for 35 years. I do not know if it was my Mom praying for me from Heaven and her partnership with God from there, that somehow brought me back to the Household of God...but I am simply grateful I did come Home. I came Home in shambles but I still came Home and will never wander again! Do NOT stop praying and contending for your rebels. While returning to God has not been remotely easy, it is much preferable to being lost forever and separated from God. Keep praying!!! Yes, feel free to forward any of my writing pieces that you feel guided to send on to your rebels. I hope I do speak with humility and not a "scolding" or "preaching " spirit. I only speak from direct and blunt experience, the wages of sin. Not fun. God bless you, Mr. Schuler! Wendy
I'm so lucky I wasn't born 10-20 years later, or I would have boxed myself in as one of the A's in LGBTQIAA+. I knew the term "asexual" didn't actually make sense but I applied it to myself anyway. My heart just felt dead except for when I was angry or sad, because I had gotten it into my head that everyone was going to leave, betray, or judge me if I bothered to love them. The revolution never stops, is never satisfied.
Hannah, I can relate to that, the pulling back from sharing one’s heart. I did the same thing, after getting my heart stomped so many times. The world is in such a blasted mess, people going up, down, sideways, in desperation to find stability and love and purpose. I think you are certainly not alone in all this. While I never felt “asexual”, I certainly did not do well in the love department for many years, toooo prickly. ARGH, as the rowdies say! WEW
Wendy, you're such a good writer! And I completely relate on having trouble sticking to one job. There are so many new things to try, and sometimes I'm just terrible at figuring out what people want from me.
Would love to hear more about how you met Jesus.
Hannah, first, I just read your story” 1000 years of war, issue # 2” (I think that was the title)…INTENSE!!! Girl, you are amazing in the artistry of this searing story of survival! The characters, the drawings, these have to draw people in quickly. The times we live in are so dark, I understand the need to create worlds (“worldbuilding” as one young friend of mine calls it) and to walk through them. Humans are so, as I say, gnarly. Dark, driven, survival oriented. You write with such brevity woven through intensity, not easy to do!
I met the Lord Jesus in my childhood, dear old Baptist church. I loved church with my Mom and embraced the Bible and all the wisdom and fellowship. Then parents separated, I went with Mom and then a few weeks later, Mom had a stroke om 1966 and died overnight. That set me on the dark path, including the death of one brother in Vietnam in 1968. I was a Prodigal for 35 years and am lucky and blessed to find my way back to God and His Son. I write my pain and hopefully woven with hope, as so many of us do here on Substack. Keep writing, Hannah, you have real talent here! Blessings!!! WEW
Thanks for sharing all that! I gasped a bit when you mentioned your mom's death. I have noticed my daughter's attachment to me is much more intense than my son's, you must have needed her so badly growing up.
Thanks also (so much) for reading my silly comics! I agree humans ARE gnarly.
Hannah, my Mom's death sent me on an awful spiral for many rebellious and sorrowful years. I missed her terribly and went through youth mostly on my own.
BUT...God never left me and pursued me as a Prodigal and sent Christ out after this lost sheep. He NEVER gives up. I will see my dear Mom when I get Home. WEW
Thank you so much for this wise and penitent song from the heart. My mother's tragectory was very close to yours, except her late-life conversion was skin deep, a Prozac of self-prescribed absolution, devoid of remorse. I do not wish to add to your burdens, blessed sister in Christ, but I need to point this out: Boomer deification of polygamy, promiscuity and infidelity destroyed the intimate relationships and family life of every generation that came after you, objectively and morally and spiritually, despite all of our concerted efforts to resist that inheritance. For the sins of the mothers and fathers are visited on the sons and daughters, unto the tenth generation.
Gilgamech, thank you for your comment. I have been transparent with all my Substack writing, about my sorrowful repentance and my desire to point out the wages of sin. All of my pieces reflect a "broken heart and contrite spirit." I cannot take on the sorrows of another generation, as I cannot force people to learn from previous generation's mistakes. I will not take that on my soul, as Christ bore our sins on that terrible tree. I did not have children. I attempt to help by my blunt writing, of "what not to do". I also live in Romans 8:1, "there is therefore now no condemnation to them that are in Christ Jesus, who walk not after the flesh but after the Spirit..." I pray with young people sometimes and do my best to encourage them to not follow in my footsteps. Other than writing and encouragement and prayer, there is nothing else I can do. Thank you again for your comments. WEW
There is indeed no condemnation. Wisely chosen words of scripture. Again, bless you.
Gilgamech, thank you! I was concerned I had offended you. I am pretty raw at times and am so grateful for Papa God's mercy and His compassion for this wounded warrior. God bless and keep you as well. Wendy
Gilgamech, thank you for your comment! I want to answer more deeply and respectfully today, so I will pray on this and get back this evening. I also am watching The Chosen, Season 4, episode 4 and will reply further tonight. Blessings to you Gilgamech, WEW
Great stuff :) Thanks for writing that.
Working and being alone in your car. I get it! Nothing wrong with that. Having an independent spirit is good! Nice piece, Wendy.
Jan, thank you! I have had an Independent spirit for most of my life. Living in San Francisco for 31 years sharpened it even more. I am simply blessed to even be alive! Thank you again for reading my piece! Blessings to you, Wendy
What was it Jimi said? Is this Love or Confusion? Yes it was and probably is. Good on you for your eyes of today. I don’t think you probably did much harm then and know you’re sharing good today. ✌🏽
Thank you, Daniel Buecher, for your kind words! Hindsight is always easy, what we wished we had done…but learning from our mistakes is still better, as long as we can help someone else to hopefully avoid the disasters we prowled through! Keep on, I will too! WEW
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Thank you, Dan Segal! WEW