Childhood Abuse Makes Us Sick

Who needed a study for this?  Apparently childhood physical abuse increases our chances of heart disease by 45 percent.

Good grief. We already know from personal experience that ‘it’  destroyed half our life, mutilated most of our relationships, caused eating disorders and left us in depression. We know it slowed down our careers and made us what we wanted never to be.

I never wanted to be so overcome with fear that I couldn’t face more than three people at a time without hyperventilating.

I didn’t want to shove in 50,000 to 80,000 calories at one sitting. I never wanted to spend the most active part of my day getting rid of that food.

Now we have to ‘swallow’ this as well? No wonder we struggle with being ourselves. We are not!  Even worse, the weasel(s) that did the unspeakable  to us went blithely on to do it to dozens of other children.

Aren’t you angry? Doesn’t it make you want to scream?

It does me. Thankfully, someone told me about Jesus, who died for me and rose from the dead for me. All I had to do was ask forgiveness and ask Him into my life.You can do the same.

Jesus helped me to rise out of the muck. If He hadn’t given me survival hope, I would be dead from my own hand.

Are you still stuck in those past deeds? It is not your fault. You are innocent!

It is never too late to tell someone. Speak up! Be brave and save another 100 or more children from the scum that happened to you.

Brenda J. Wood

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PCCWeb Daily PCCWeb DailyMonday, July 19, 2010

Today’s Devotional

Speechless?

Matthew 22:12b – And he was speechless (muzzled, gagged) (AMP)

Old time western heroes are generally portrayed as the strong, silent type. These days, I’ve noticed more and more of those strong, silent folk in our churches. Many Christians don’t participate vocally during praise and worship time. “I don’t sing,” they declare, as though this were some kind of badge of honour. And others copy them.

It might work in the movies, but not in worship. They have all set themselves up for failure.

Psalm 8:2 – Out of the mouths of babes and unweaned infants You have established strength because of Your foes, that You might silence (or “still” — KJV) the enemy and the avenger. (AMP)

One definition of “silence” as a verb in Webster’s Dictionary is “to refute with arguments which are unanswerable”. According to Strong’s Concordance, the Hebrew word translated “still” is “shabath” or “sabbath”, meaning to repose or to desist from exertion.

Just think! Our praises silence God’s enemy, our avenger! Well then! Is everybody ready for a round of “Great is Thy faithfulness” or “Onward Christian Soldiers”? Too long? Well then, let’s head into a couple of praise choruses! And while our enemies are being silenced, let’s not forget that we are also resting from having to do that ourselves!

Prayer: Lord, we are easily swayed by our feelings and our friends. Remind us again that Your truths and precepts are the only ones worth following. Help us to take the path to rest and freedom by simply singing out Your words! In the name of Jesus. Amen.

It’s About Time

Thanks to all of you who participated in the ‘raise my numbers’ parade! They went up over 300 percent.  Yea You! Thanks to all of you for giving up your precious time for me. If you feel like doing it again…!

Special thanks to Barrie and Australia! You know who you are! These brave souls joined to listen to this diatribe every day! Whew. Little do they know….

My cousins, Ben and Marjorie are all about time. If it wends the hour, Ben owns it. Cuckoo clocks, chiming bird,  cartoon or tractor clocks, Marilyn Monroe’s flirty skirt, Elvis flinging hips all used to chime or clang.

It became a full-time job to keep them all going and Ben settled for his favourites.  The silent ones still take up space, letting time slip by.

Are we waiting for someone to wind us up? Motivate us? Putting in a half-job at a half-life when we could be making time count? What a waste.

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Let this be our Goal

C.H. Spurgeon

“If sinners will be damned, at least let them leap to Hell over our bodies. And if they will perish, let them perish with our arms about their knees, imploring them to stay. If Hell must be filled, at least let it be filled in the teeth of our exertions, and let not one go there unwarned and unprayed for.”(found on the  following blog.  altonwoods.wordpress.com)

Blogging Truth

Thanks to Sheila Wray Gregoire, my blog is up and running! And I am writing stuff like this…

I came out of a life of sexual abuse, bulimia, nervous breakdowns, depression and unforgiveness. I didn’t realize that God loved me and that He was more concerned with the inner me than He was with the outer me. The Bible says that the Lord does not see as mortals see. They look on the outward appearance but God, God, looks on the heart (1 Sam 16:7B).

There is an old saying. When you have reached the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on. A nervous breakdown was the end of my rope. But somebody told me about Jesus. Jesus ,who knew about my fears and my failures. Jesus-who loved me unconditionally. Jesus, who loved me so much that He died on the cross just for me. And rose from the dead—just for me! All I had to do was turn from my old life, ask Him to forgive me, ask Him to come into my life. And I did that very thing. After I invited Jesus into my life, I was a changed woman.

I had tried to stop the bulimia for 16 years. I couldn’t do it. Jesus gave me the strength to give it up. I learned that my depression was anger turned inward. And God gave me the strength to forgive my abuser.

Day One, Page One

I love a fresh, brand-new  journal. The year stretches ahead with no event or person, not even me, blotching the pages. And here I am. Day one, page one, with wholesome, blank lines before me.

Yet at the same time those pages are boringly bland. Just as our lives need events and circumstances to make us into what God wants us to be, this journal, to be significant, must have words. Words have power. Lord, let mine be positive.

Together…

We will explore the pain, the humour, the regrets, the recovery of a person with an eating disorder. Yes, that is me…recovering…not recovered in full…but steadily making progress.

As will you. Daily we will write out our prayers, our hopes and our aspirations. We will share our frustrations and aim for a higher calling beyond what we are into what we can be…