I hate to say it…

Hopeless. Broken. Forsaken. Unloved. Are these the feelings of a christian? Lost. Hurt. Abused. Denied. Rejected. Mocked. Feared. Gossiped about. Is this the life of a saint of God? I hate sin and the devil and the world. I really really do. But God really uses them. Remember how Jesus taught us not to judge …

Broken

I remember the yelling and the insults. I remember being five years old and being told I better not cry after one of my parents’ character assassinations. I remember being threatened and interrogated by my parents at age eight because I asked a question in public that “made my mom look like a liar/” I …