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The complexities of healing and forgiveness in the wake of traumatic events can cause feelings of emotional isolation in our faith communities. As such, Wendy Redroad offers an innovative program where divine purpose is discovered in the passions. Professional recommendations & inspiration.

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nlighten faith communities to the unspoken needs of the traumatized.
Defend human dignity.
Initiate an affirming forgiveness program.
Foster sustainable transformation.
Yield to mercy--with justice.
 

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Friday, January 31, 2014 6:20 PM

A Year of "Firsts"

Friday, January 31, 2014 6:20 PM
Friday, January 31, 2014 6:20 PM

Didn't intend to disappear on ya. My son and I came down with some kind of flu-bronchitis-someone-put-me-out-of-my-misery virus that lasted two weeks. So of course I received a rough draft of my divorce decree to look over. And just when I thought I couldn't feel any worse, my two dogs, who are acustomed to daily runs started hangin' out by the front door, waiting. And waiting. If they had opposable thumbs they would've signed the letter L over their foreheads. At least my yellow lab would have signed an L. My black lab is likely to work up a stronger hand gesture. (I love her for this.)

The best part of each new challenge is that God is faithful and incredibly empathetic, all day, everyday. My counselor said I'd have to go through a year of "firsts" as I heal. First Fourth of July apart. (Check.) First Thanksgiving and Christmas apart. Birthdays apart. (Check, check, check, check.)

This was my first time to be sick and separated from my husband. Now Valentines Day is around the corner. I've decided to bake cookies for my besties and my sons. And then I'm going to get a pedicure and write a letter to God, thanking Him for His unfailing love, and for my life.

That's right. My life. I remind myself every day that though this is not the story I would have written for myself, He is the author. And He is for me, not against me. And though my marriage faces a tragic ending, I personally, do not. I will prevail. And if you are facing a tragic ending of your own, you too, will prevail. You will.

Cry when you need to cry. Always be on the look out for something to laugh about. And live. Live. And I'll do the same.

Job 14: 7

For there is hope for a tree, if it be cut down, that it will sprout again, and that its shoots will not cease.

We are not alone.

Wendy

 

 

 

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