Writing through the Waters

I am the greatest of procrastinators. I delay, I find excuses, and I make justifications to wrestle with the pressing of God’s blessing on how he gifted me. I am a writer and I hate writing. I find it like homework. I find it unbearable how teachers (each teacher is different for those who are in the profession {in your defense 😀 }) subject you to tasks to meet some arbitrary word count, either regurgitating what you already read or to do further research on something you usually have a minuscule connection to. I could list countless examples, but I digress.

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The War on our Words

“You’re a bad kid. I’m sick and tired of you.” These were the words of my father as he physically beat me.

“I don’t want to be with you anymore. You mean nothing to me. You’re not worth it” These were the words I heard from my ex-wife while in divorce proceedings.

“You will never do ministry again. You’re not cut out for this. I don’t ever want to see you here ever again”. These were the last words from a pastor who dismissed me from ministry.

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