Unseen Wounds
What is anchored in God cannot be destroyed.
Category: love
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But even this heartbreak, this betrayal, this confusion — it has taught me things comfort never could. Through the pain with my children’s father, through the sister wound, through feeling replaced and misunderstood — You have been teaching me. You’ve been teaching me my worth. You’ve been teaching me discernment. You’ve been teaching me that…
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Anger is powerful—but when left unchecked, it can distort truth and open the door to deception. In moments of hurt and frustration, our perception becomes clouded, assumptions grow louder than facts, and lies—both external and internal—begin to take root. This reflection explores how anger can weaken trust, damage love, and separate us from clarity and…
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I believe God gives us trials. Not to break us. Not to punish us. But so we can truly love Him. Not the easy kind of love—the love that smiles when life is simple. But the love that grows in the hard places. The love that stretches us. The love that waits in the nights…
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Sometimes obedience doesn’t look like progress — it looks like surrender. When God whispers “go,” but it feels like moving backward, the real battle isn’t direction… it’s identity, pride, and fear. This reflection explores what it means to choose peace over appearance and faith over comfort.
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A reflection on what it feels like to be the one who remains after profound loss — carrying memories, unanswered questions, and quiet strength while learning that love outlives absence. 🤍
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I’ve been thinking about death lately—not in a dark way, but in a quiet, wondering way. And the closest image I can find is this: we are like snails when we die. A snail leaves behind its shell. The shell still looks like it did before—same shape, same markings—but the life that once filled it…
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They think I don’t notice. The little jabs, the fake jokes, the sideways comments meant to cut me down in front of others. I notice everything. I just don’t react the way they want me to. See, weak people feed off attention. They need a crowd to validate them. That’s why they perform their insults…
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This Fire Inside: Coping with Anger and Grief in Silence A raw, personal reflection on carrying deep anger and grief. Learning to process powerful emotions silently while protecting your peace and moving forward.
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“I didn’t become quiet. I just got tired of explaining my heart to people who weren’t listening. I used to lay it all out — my feelings, my thoughts, my fears — hoping someone would see me, really see me. But after enough times of being misunderstood or dismissed, I realized some parts of me…
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Sometimes when people say “keep fighting,” they think it means yelling louder, proving a point, or winning. But lately, my fight has looked different. My fight has been to keep my head. To not lose myself in situations that test my peace. To not let betrayal turn me bitter. To not let competition turn me…
Unseen Wounds 