Month: November 2015

The painting on my grandmother’s wall

posted by Rebecca When I was growing up, this picture hung on my grandmother’s wall. I remember studying it as a child, absorbing the story that it tells. The helpless lamb. The faithful shepherd dog calling for help. The vultures

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Scars

by a BJU abuse survivor Scars. I suppose we all have them, remnants of wounds that we have received as a result of living in a world that is often cruel and full of loss. Time goes by, and the

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After the Shining the Light Conference 2015

posted by Rebecca Those lights strung across the ceiling, they said, had been hung there for a wedding. The gentle glow made a perfect substitute for the harsh fluorescents in the Listening Room. This was a time to shine the light,

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for someone who knows an abuse survivor

Will you sit with me in my pain? Will you be there without trying to say a word? Even though I’m not as far along As you would like to see, Will you love me anyway? Will you walk with

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A former BJU Public Safety Officer speaks

I write this with some trepidation, but that hearkens back to my days in a loving, but strict IFB home. I have never been physically abused, and both of my parents were kind, Godly people with a great love for

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