About This Blog

My blog shares my recovery journey from childhood abuse to living with mental illness. I've been involved in twelve step groups and therapy since 1982. I accepted Jesus as my Savior in 1988. To the best of my ability, I have followed where He wants me to go and what He wants me to do. Maybe you'll find the hope and strength you need through what I write. Maybe you want to stop hurting yourself. Maybe you have a friend who needs help and can benefit from my story. I was newly disabled when I asked God this question: "What do you want me to do with my life?" I closed my eyes and paused for a few moments to still my mind. This is what I sensed from Him: "Amy, I want you to write your story to bring hope and healing to those who are still suffering." And that's exactly what I am doing!

Saturday, March 08, 2014

Son of God

I don't have much to say.
I'm pretty tired.
I look around the house and see many piles that need attention.
I haven't eaten yet.
No biggie because I've overeaten for the last few days.
I hate that about myself.

Tonight we set our clocks ahead one hour.
At least I'll have one less hour to try and fill with something.
Maybe I can find something positive to do.
I need to write more about the grieving.
I don't like it yet I don't want to stop part way.
It will be okay.

Anyway, I don't feel much like writing.

I haven't seen the movie yet.  I plan to soon.  I have a hard time watching Jesus die.  Here's a snippet from my Pastor, Bill Hybels, about the movie, "Son of God."