Life Lessons from Entertainment – Part 3
Anyone who knows me knows that my passion – my heartbreaking, tear jerking, desire-of-desires passion – is for a) all types of abuse, everywhere, to stop and b) for survivors of abuse to obtain hope, health, and wholeness – physically, mentally, emotionally, relationally, and spiritually. This is what I am about. This is what I aim for. All of my blog posts, all my books-in-progress, all of the speaking events I’ve done, all of the organizations I have volunteered and worked with, all of the time spent in completing my psychology degree and counseling specialization…. it has been done for one purpose: to help prevent abuse, and aid abuse survivors in recovery. But there is something else I have had to do as well, that has been the most difficult, yet the most powerful, thing of all in working to end abuse and help victims across the world: working on myself. Continue reading
Life Lessons from Entertainment – Part 2
The day I got the call, all I could think about was helping my family. A couple of days rushed by quickly as my husband and I prayed, talked, researched, and thought. A whirlwind of activity, conversations, phone calls, and constant prayers surrounded me. The fear of making the “right” decision consumed me. Should we stay? Should we go? What do we do?! No matter what though, everything kept coming back to “if our family needs our help, then we want to be there to help them.” So within 2 days the decision had been made: we were going back to Texas to help our family and contemplate relocation. But with that question answered, a new one emerged. A second question – a second fear: “How will I fit in?” Continue reading
Life Lessons from Entertainment: Part 1
Change is inevitable. And it happens way more often than we sometimes like. My husband and I were born adventurers. It’s a good thing God put us together, because I don’t think too many other people would be as flexible and exuberant as we have at times to go with the wind where ever God blows us. But even so there are times when I crave the quiet, the stillness, the predictable and stable. Unfortunately they seem to rarely come when I call. And if they come, they don’t tend to stay long. For example, recently, out of the blue, I got a phone call. A phone call about family. Family who have not been doing too well, and are getting desperate for help. Within 24 hours of that phone call, my life spun off into chaos and craziness.
My settled down life My life that was in the process of settling down, had flown out the window, and insanity had taken its place (again). Continue reading