These are confessions of the proverbial prodigal child who continually and intentionally left the safety of her Father’s house.
I’m the sheep that always wandered to find seemingly greener pastures. I ended up lost, stuck in a thicket with my foot trapped in a crack. I would find myself teetering on the edge of a ravine.
These are stories of my own road to Damascus, where I willfully walked blindly and in denial. I stubbornly took my own directions until I finally let Jesus open my eyes. I let Him take the lead and started to make my daily attempts to pursue Him.
Conceptualized in 2011, and now fourteen years later, this blog chronicles my path. This is my voyage home.
It all began with a dream I had that Jesus was coming. I knew then that my life would never be the same
I found myself at a crossroads. I took the road to recovery and began the slow and daily walk to follow my Adonai.
I hope to encourage you on your own journey as you seek Jesus.
Maybe my stories will resonate with you. You’ll find that you are not the only one going through what you are going through. Maybe you will see that there’s an end to that lonely and sometimes painful road from someone who walked it before you.
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“The very thing you want least to talk about, the very thing you want to hide in the closet, is the very thing God wants you to share”
John baker, life’s healing choices
3 Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, 4 who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God. 5 For just as we share abundantly in the sufferings of Christ, so also our comfort abounds through Christ.
2 Corinthians 1:3-5 NIV
