About Me

I am a mother of 4 girls and 1 boy and have the most AMAZING husband in the world. We are a blended family living life to its fullest. Having once been married into a life of domestic violence for over 6 years, I am a survivor who has been blessed beyond measure. God has given me a desire to help other women who have felt the pain of abuse and the destruction it leaves behind. Whether living in it, leaving it, or already left I hope that through this blog I can shed some light on the darkness as I reflect my experiences and continue WALKING IN THE LIGHT.

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

This Too Shall Pass.....Don't Miss It!


My husband and I just began reading a book called “The Resolution.”  He’s reading the one for men and I’m reading the one for women.  Both of us has a set of resolutions in our books, resolving to be the man or woman God created us to be, resolving to be the Husband/Wife he would have us to be for each other, and resolving to be the Father/Mother he would have us to be for our children.  I have to say, after reading the list of resolutions; it seems that this will be an exciting yet challenging journey.
Last night I read the first chapter towards…. resolving to be content.  How much time do we waste shuffling through our life in a hurry to get to a better, more content place in life?  What important things have we missed in the hurried shuffle? These are things that I was to ask myself after reading the first few pages.   We only have one time to be where we are at each moment in our life. Once the moments pass us, we can’t get them back.
As I sit at home with my baby girl each day taking care of her and watching her grow and discovery new things, I sometimes start to think about all the things I missed out on during the years I spent living in abuse.  It saddens me to know that with my older 3 daughters, much of their early years flew right past my eyes without me having the ability to enjoy them at each stage of their development.   For one, I was a single mom well before I left the abusive relationship. When my 3rd daughter was born, her older sisters were only 16 months and 2 years old (almost 3). I was so tired from handling 3 tiny tots on my own. I didn’t have any help. I could not so much as go to the store without having to bring them all with me.  In addition to that, I was so busy trying to survive, that I was unable to focus on my children. If you’ve ever been in an abusive relationship before, you’ll know that the abusive person is unlikely to share any of your attention with anyone else, including the children.  So much of your energy and focus is put into pleasing him, making sure everything is just right so that you don’t “get it” if you fail.  Trouble is….it doesn’t matter what you do, there will ALWAYS be something wrong. That’s the way domestic violence works…..it’s all about power and control.  Don’t count on the fact that “one day” you will please him enough that your life will be normal.  As you shuffle through each day walking on eggshells, you are going to miss out on moments that you will never get back…..ever.  Sometimes, you may never even be given the opportunity to pick up where you left off.  I missed out on the last few years of my Mother’s life because of this.  She passed away at 48 years of age. In the moments that I needed to be there for her, I was unable to.  In this life, there will never be a time that I can pick up where I left off with her. That time is gone.
Fortunately, I can make the best of the moments I have from now on.  I am so blessed to have a husband who is loving, caring, and supportive.  Each moment we have had together have been moments to cherish…even in the face of difficulty.  We have strived to make our time purposeful with our children, trying hard not to allow life to become so crowded that we miss spending the time with them that they need.  In this day in age, it’s hard to do, but we’ve had to ask ourselves what we can live with and what we can live without. If we are giving up time and energy over things that we can live without, it robs us of time and energy that we could be investing into our family.  In the end, it’s not the things that we have that our children will remember, it will be the time we spent or didn’t spend together. 
I pray that there will never again be a time in my life that I look back and become sad of all the moments I missed out on.  God has entrusted to me a lot of responsibility with being a wife and mother of 4 little girls.  That’s 5 lives he has entrusted to ME to nurture.  It is an honor that he chose ME to care for such precious lives. He could have chosen someone else, but he didn’t.  Without a doubt I need to enjoy each moment and be content where each moment lies, finding blessings even through the difficult moments instead of hurrying through.  There will never again be a time when my children are the age they are now.  There will never be another opportunity to gain back the time that I have with my husband today.  It is my hope that I can make the most of every moment God allows me to have with them and to be the woman, wife, and mother that he created me to be.

Godliness with contentment is great gain.  For we brought nothing into the world, and we can take nothing out of it.  1Timothy 6:6-7


Thursday, September 15, 2011

Reflecting God's Strength Through the Storm


When I look back at my life over the past 15 years, I am amazed at how God has worked in it. When you are drowning in a sea of suffering, it’s hard to see that God is even there with you let alone that he’s pulling you out. It isn’t until you have come out of the water that you see he was right there with you the whole time. ….giving you the strength to endure while shielding you from things you weren’t even aware of.  In the midst of it all he not only pulls you to safety but brings something extraordinary out of the suffering you’ve endured, teaching you life lessons that can only be taught by him.

I wasn’t convinced that anything good would come out of my life or my situation as I walked out of an abusive marriage 6 years ago. I felt like a damaged product that had no good use anymore.  I had endured so much and had no physical or mental strength left in me the day I walked out. I was scared to death of what was going to happen when he found out I had left and taken the kids. I wasn’t even sure I’d live to see the results of my actions.  There was physically no way I could move on, and at best I just wanted to dig a whole and lay in it and die.  I was sure that God had given up on me.  After all, I had endured unthinkable things and if he had not given up on me, surely he would have rescued me long ago.  But what I saw as a bad ending to my life story was only the beginning of a much better story. The aftermath of leaving brought equally devastating challenges. In myself, I was so weak that I lay on a bench in the court room with no motivation to get up and fight. But I did get up and it wasn’t my strength that got me through.
 My mother had always driven into me from the time I was little, one particular scripture verse from the Bible. It says, “I can do all things through Christ, who strengthens me” Philippians 4:13. As a child, I wasn’t able to grasp the depth of this verse, but today it holds deep meaning to me. Even though I wasn’t aware at the time where my strength was coming from, it wasn’t too long before I began to see that the only explanation for my ability to have walked through that darkness and come out in the light was for God to grant me his strength.  “He gives power to the weak and strength to the powerless,” it says in Isaiah 40. Having been powerless in an abusive marriage, he gave me the strength to get up each day and live life for my children.  Having been weak, too weak to fight, he gave me the power to stand up and survive and to conquer the challenges that emerged (sometimes daily) on the long road to security. I am grateful that even when we doubt God, even when we question His ability, and even when we question His love for us, that He still holds us in his hands. 
Life is full of challenges.  God never promised that our lives would be free from suffering, but he did promise that he would be there to get us through.  You can bet that as sure as we have gotten through one challenge, another will appear in some way or another.  I can tell you this though, having had God teach me the lesson of trusting in him helps me remember that when I am in the middle of yet another trial, that he is there (even when it doesn’t feel like it) giving me the strength to get through it and that there is more to my life story than what I can see of the moment I am walking through.  
When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you. When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned; the flames will not set you ablaze. Isaiah 43:2