My Why
Why am I sharing my experiences, and the things and people who have helped me on my journey to wholeness? Why do I have a such passion to comfort others and give information that may help on the journey of wellness?. I have learned so much through the years, but I did not feel I had a voice because of trauma and circumstances. I have come to realize that the battle I had been fighting was not just in the sensory realm, but it was also occuring in the spiritual realm.
I am reminded, as I look back on my life, of that scripture in Psalm 34:18: “The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.” I had no idea how close the Lord was to me or that He would save me. At that time, I thought maybe I needed to pray to St. Jude, the patron saint of lost causes.
God Turns Pain Into Purpose
In Romans 8:28, it says God causes all things to work together for good for those who love God and are called according to His plan and purpose. Romans 8:28 does not mean everything that happened to me was good. Abuse was not good. Fear was not good. Betrayal was not good. But God is so sovereign that He can take what was meant to destroy me and work it together for my good and for His glory.
2 Corinthians 1:3–6 says that God comforts us in all our troubles so that we can comfort others with the comfort we received. That means that my healing was never just for me. My survival was never just for me. God comforted me so I could stand and comfort someone else.
Did you know that to produce wine and olive oil, the fruit must first be crushed, pressed, processed, and then poured out? In many ways, we are like that fruit. When we yield to God, He can take what crushed us and use it to bring life, healing, and joy to others.
So, you ask, what did God do with all these years of pain? He turned my pain into a passionate purpose to serve Him. It taught me His faithfulness. It taught me perseverance, and hopefully, it made my heart softer, my voice kinder, and me less judgmental. It gave me comfort so that I could comfort others. And that is my Why!

Smiling woman with dark hair leaning on a door frame in a black and white photo.
We are not defined by what happened to us, but by what we do because of it:
My daddy died when I was 4, so there was no one to protect me, to be there as daddy's do for their little girls...I figured out ways to stay out of adults way.
I found myself looking for a father figure or anyone who would love me, support me and allow me to love them back... It is true, what they say, someone says something enough and enforces it with pain, you begin to believe it. That search drove me on a journey that spanned over 40 years, years mostly full of heartache, disappointment, fear and abuse.
I believe I have been allowed to walk my particular path so that I can help others who may be walking along some of the same paths I did.

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