Lord, I feel so cut off from everyone. Especially from you. Don’t you see what I’m going through? How can you not intervene? Can’t you help me find a way out of this pain? If you are everywhere, and can do anything, where are you in this? One morning, driving into work, my anger and […]
Write Where It Hurts
God has used writing in my life in a powerful way. As a word-lover, an author, I’ve learned this, how sometimes we write for publication, yes, but how sometimes we write simply to reconcile. To uncover truths and connect dots in ways that sometimes aren’t possible until we sit quiet with the pressing questions.
Today, I’m passionate about writing as a healing tool. You’ll find Write Where It Hurts a connection point, an invitation to women and conversations that bring healing. We need that, don’t we? A place where can we can drop all the masks and cut through the hard stuff.
Come join us. In our online community here, you’ll find hope, encouragement, and practical tools along with a challenge to live intentionally. Pull up a chair. Grab a spot of tea, or your favorite java. Be encouraged and inspired as you connect with other brave-hearted women who have faced unfathomable trials with courage. Risk the writing challenges, and be rewarded with a fresh perspective of your own.
How You Forgive a Flawed Parent
I am experiencing some powerful emotions right now. Over the past two days I’ve seen pictures on Facebook of my father and of a sister whom I have never met {or seen before}. I don’t know the circumstances behind why I didn’t know my father and I’m not sure if my sister even knows […]
When Bad Memories Haunt You
What if during an MRI, doctors could not only see the tissues of the brain, but also see inside each groove? And what if each groove highlighted the thoughts contained within? Habits and thoughts literally grind ruts in the brain similar to the ridges in vinyl records. The more something is repeated, the deeper the […]
When You Need to Be Heard
Life is hard sometimes, not always made up of storybook tales—the kind we held to as we grew up. I blame Disney. Find the right man and that fixes everything, right? Eventually, I did find the right man—Jesus—but even then I met him under the umbrella of belief that all is well once you “cross-over” […]
Ask the Counselor: When We Don’t Want to Hear God
{This is where each week readers connect with licensed professional counselor Rita Schulte to walk through some of the hard places. And Rita offers hands-on practical insight to the tough topics facing Christian women today. If you have a question you would like answered, please email us at info@WriteWhereItHurts.org. Meanwhile let’s join Rita as she […]
When We “Rethink Possible”
Last year, AT&T wanted to change the consumer view of their image from being a communications company into one of innovation. Their new marketing campaign “Rethink Possible” consisted of a collection of ideas geared towards helping us expand our boundaries into unchartered territory, places we once labeled as “can’t.” This new concept would only be […]
Every Woman Has a Story
There’s something that happens when silence hangs like shadows, when brokenness stains the spirit, when the lining of hope sheds from the heart. Far too often, lingering emotional hurts block us from connecting heart-to-heart with others and from sharing the message God created us to share. But hiding won’t protect our hearts forever, no […]
Life through the lens of before and after
Recently while cleaning my studio I came across a group of photos taken several years ago while preparing for housework. I’m a sucker for before/after photos, and these particular shots must have presented quite a contrast considering the disheveled mess that leapt from each image. I couldn’t help but muse that the “after” shots were […]
Can I Ever Make Up for Bad Parenting?
Reader Question: I made some mistakes as a parent. As a broken, often-alone, and abused mother, I believe I did the best I could with what I had at the time. Since coming to know Jesus, I have spent years pouring into my daughter with the hope of making up for any hard places my […]
This girl looking back on the dads in her life
I was 12 when the call came that Daddy was dead. I would spend the following days in a fog, only half aware of my surroundings as I went through the motions of visitation, funeral, burial, and well-wishes from family and friends. I didn’t know it then, but the full impact of the loss would […]