"I seemed to have a plentiful supply of sheer stupidity in my desperate quest to not only 'survive' but to 'be free,' toward what end, I have no idea."
That seems to be the horror of postmodernism. We got rid of those pesky fences and then we didn't know where we were.
Hannah, indeed. That is why I ran into so many brick walls with my name on them. Rebellion is fun for a short season and then the bill comes due. After so many years of my rebellion, I was so glad to return to the loving arms of God and His Son and can ask Them anything, wisdom, counsel and even material needs, day by day. I fought coming back to God, I assure you, I did not come back easily. It is only the mercy of God that spared me from early death and ending up in that terrible place for eternity. No thanks! My personal thanks to you for taking the time to read my writing piece. I take NO one for granted and sincerely appreciate every minute of people’s precious time! Wendy W. E. W.
What a beautiful post. Thank you Wendy, for your truth and honest vulnerability. You've certainly helped me today by proudly stating that God's way *is* better! Oftentimes, we need reminders from one another, and yours did wonders for me today. I especially took to: "I was operating from a ditch at the side of the flow of humanity, running and running and running not only to survive but battling to not allow God back into my life when I felt SO unworthy and only saw my flaws."
I too, remember feeling like an utmost failure not only as a Christian, but a fellow human being. Even as I'd reached the lowest point of my life -- with a past that's littered with alcohol, self-harm, and very much rebellion -- I too, felt God calling me and wiping away my tears with the promises of another chance at life, at love, and at happiness.
You are a very brave and strong soul Wendy. I hope you remember that. 🫶
Dre Carlan, God bless you! Thank you for taking the time to read my writing piece! God is nothing if not only merciful, but relentlessly persistent in calling His kids back Home. As I said, I resisted as a Prodigal, for 35 years. I could have dropped and collapsed on God's front porch years earlier...but no, I had to do it MY WAY. Not smart...and yet that gave me a humble ministry to the brokenhearted, just like Isaiah 61:1. Since I have personally known being brokenhearted (sudden deaths of Mom and brother within two years, back in 1966 and 1968), I carried that grief far too long. I am so glad to have lifted your spirits even for one day! We CLING to God and that is truly a good thing because we CANNOT carry this burden any more! Blessings to you, one single day at a time, Dre! Wendy
Wendy - You have such a way of presenting God so well as the real lover of our souls. This is an amazing piece. Thank you for being so candid in your failures. It helps us all to admit (sometimes just to ourselves and God) our own catastrophic failures in life and the long-suffering of a loving God who shows up without fail, every single time.
Cork, thank you!!! The positive comments do help us writers to continue forward, even as we lay our flaws out for the world to see. Papa God is no thug, He does not command perfection, He seeks sons and daughters who simply "flop on the couch with Papa" and pour out our hearts just like King David did. He listens, He dries our tears, He helps us take the next trembling step toward Him. God bless you, dear Cork! Wendy
"I seemed to have a plentiful supply of sheer stupidity in my desperate quest to not only 'survive' but to 'be free,' toward what end, I have no idea."
That seems to be the horror of postmodernism. We got rid of those pesky fences and then we didn't know where we were.
Hannah, indeed. That is why I ran into so many brick walls with my name on them. Rebellion is fun for a short season and then the bill comes due. After so many years of my rebellion, I was so glad to return to the loving arms of God and His Son and can ask Them anything, wisdom, counsel and even material needs, day by day. I fought coming back to God, I assure you, I did not come back easily. It is only the mercy of God that spared me from early death and ending up in that terrible place for eternity. No thanks! My personal thanks to you for taking the time to read my writing piece. I take NO one for granted and sincerely appreciate every minute of people’s precious time! Wendy W. E. W.
What a beautiful post. Thank you Wendy, for your truth and honest vulnerability. You've certainly helped me today by proudly stating that God's way *is* better! Oftentimes, we need reminders from one another, and yours did wonders for me today. I especially took to: "I was operating from a ditch at the side of the flow of humanity, running and running and running not only to survive but battling to not allow God back into my life when I felt SO unworthy and only saw my flaws."
I too, remember feeling like an utmost failure not only as a Christian, but a fellow human being. Even as I'd reached the lowest point of my life -- with a past that's littered with alcohol, self-harm, and very much rebellion -- I too, felt God calling me and wiping away my tears with the promises of another chance at life, at love, and at happiness.
You are a very brave and strong soul Wendy. I hope you remember that. 🫶
Dre Carlan, God bless you! Thank you for taking the time to read my writing piece! God is nothing if not only merciful, but relentlessly persistent in calling His kids back Home. As I said, I resisted as a Prodigal, for 35 years. I could have dropped and collapsed on God's front porch years earlier...but no, I had to do it MY WAY. Not smart...and yet that gave me a humble ministry to the brokenhearted, just like Isaiah 61:1. Since I have personally known being brokenhearted (sudden deaths of Mom and brother within two years, back in 1966 and 1968), I carried that grief far too long. I am so glad to have lifted your spirits even for one day! We CLING to God and that is truly a good thing because we CANNOT carry this burden any more! Blessings to you, one single day at a time, Dre! Wendy
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Wendy - You have such a way of presenting God so well as the real lover of our souls. This is an amazing piece. Thank you for being so candid in your failures. It helps us all to admit (sometimes just to ourselves and God) our own catastrophic failures in life and the long-suffering of a loving God who shows up without fail, every single time.
Cork, P.S., your site is on my short list of writings to READ! So much to read, but such good things! I will visit you soon.
Blessings through the storm we are all in. Wendy
Cork, thank you!!! The positive comments do help us writers to continue forward, even as we lay our flaws out for the world to see. Papa God is no thug, He does not command perfection, He seeks sons and daughters who simply "flop on the couch with Papa" and pour out our hearts just like King David did. He listens, He dries our tears, He helps us take the next trembling step toward Him. God bless you, dear Cork! Wendy
We can't do it on our own? Really? No wonder I get into trouble!!! Ha! Thanks for the reminder, Wendy.
I like your last paragraph; God does actually know things!