The Toxic Spiral of Looking for Purpose in Suffering

TW: Religious Abuse | The deadly consequences of silence

This Leaf | A Poem by Joyclam

If I am to remember God's love in my darkest times, I would ask Him to remember what it's like to grieve so hard you drown the whole world.

Hating yourself will literally destroy your brain and body with illness. Hating your self will destroy your view of God and love for others

If I want to heal, know God, and be restored sevenfold, what should I expect but a whirlwind? When God sends a plague, it sets people free.

Keeping the Christ in Christmas is not nearly so important... as keeping the I in Christ.

There is a time to break down. There is a time to weep. There is a time to mourn. There is a time to be silent. Take it, and have peace.

I need to realize the self-fulfilled purpose of merely existing. I was created. I lived. He was glorified. It is finished.

Somewhere out there is a young woman whose life has just been derailed by Lyme, unsure if life is still worth living. For her, I write.