Pray Anyway

This brought me to tears. People just do not understand the power of prayer until they truly witness it first hand.

I am just blown away by this post and the openness in which Cynthia shares her story with us. What a powerful testimony of what God can do if we simply get out of His way.

God bless you sis!

Tears in a Bottle

You don’t have to believe in God to pray. That’s what our Sexual Recovery Therapist told my husband as he outlined the sex addiction recovery program my husband was about to begin. Having a day bookended by prayer wouldn’t have fazed me too much. As a Christian, I didn’t spend as much time talking to God as I could or should have. Twice a day would have been a stretch. But something I would have readily agreed to as a part of my recovery program.

And yet it wasn’t me seeking healing from a pornography addiction, compulsive masturbation and intimacy anorexia. It was my husband. A man who did not believe in the existence of God.

I was highly doubtful that my non-believing husband would agree to pray. My eyes had been glued to our counsellor’s face, grasping every bit of hope his words were offering us. The hope began…

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The Potter’s Hand

One thing my son, Brandon, loves watching is a potter at his/her wheel. He will stay there looking so intently at every water drop applied, the hand movement of the potter, the delicate procedure of applying a utensil to the clay and the speed of the wheel to ensure that the clay does not go… Continue reading The Potter’s Hand

Jesus’ Wrecker Service

The inspiration for this post comes from a dear brother in Christ from Celebrate Recovery. You see this young man has been through the ringer. I will not go into the details of this young man's life out of respect. I will share the ideas or thoughts God gave me while listening to him speak… Continue reading Jesus’ Wrecker Service

Discipline Though Painful Produces Righteousness

Do you remember all those spankings we used to get as kids? Do you remember the pain your rear felt? I do. I may still have little red dots on my rear from being paddled with one that holes drilled in it for air resistance. But... That's not the type of discipline I want to… Continue reading Discipline Though Painful Produces Righteousness

The Great I Am

I AM the answer to your addiction! I AM the answer to your struggle! I AM the answer to you pain! I AM the answer to your financial situation! I AM the answer to that hole in your heart! I AM the answer to your loneliness! I AM the answer to your lack of joy!… Continue reading The Great I Am

What I Lost When My Husband’s Porn Addiction Won

As I was reading Cynthia’s post I was floored. I have NEVER seen loss from a spouses addiction like this before. That is why I simply had to share this with you.

As an ex porn addict this cut me deeply but at the same time this quote proves that God works all things for our good…

“What I do know now is that what was lost can be found. What was stolen can be replaced with something better, brighter and more beautiful. And amazingly, what was once mourned will be celebrated.”

Guys, share the heck out of Cynthia’s post…not mine, please. Share her story and give other women hope!

Tears in a Bottle

There have been many losses in my life created by my husband’s porn addiction and intimacy anorexia. Many things were blatantly stolen from me throughout my marriage leaving me dazed and confused. But others were a slower trickle that I didn’t even notice until the emptiness engulfed my soul.

Either way, I lost. And my husband’s addiction won. It wasn’t fair that I was an unknowing participant in a battle I knew nothing about it. I wasn’t prepared. I had no warning. I didn’t even know it was occurring. I repeatedly got knocked down, each time multiplying the losses and shattered shards of my heart. Until one day, I lay battered and crumpled on the floor. My opponent oblivious and uncaring that he and his addiction were the cause. On my knees, I cried out to Jesus for mercy and help. And then I rose unsteadily, turned around, and hobbled…

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TMI

I do these type of things on Facebook periodically, if I like the questions. Gail tagged me in the TMI tag and I was like...yeah, let's do this. Thanks Gail for thinking of me 😀 This will give you all a little, if not TMI, information into my life outside of this blog and into… Continue reading TMI