My mum's life was irrevocably shaped by the abuse and neglect she suffered, and mine with it. And yet, my mum's life was most defined by all the ways her Savior lead her through it. Mine has been too.
Rachel, first I’m so sorry for the layers of pain and suffering, I’m thankful for Gods provision even in the hardest of days (you saw His hand) though I wish you hadn’t had to endure them, or your Mother and siblings.
I’m so thankful you’ve vulnerably shared this and have begun the healing work. And thank you for this glimpse and testimony of love and honor, of forgiveness in ways, of reflection of harm and cost and also of good and compassion despite it. 💜🙏🏻
I know how much work and prayer it must have taken to be able to see your mother from this perspective. Thanks for sharing your story.
Rachel, first I’m so sorry for the layers of pain and suffering, I’m thankful for Gods provision even in the hardest of days (you saw His hand) though I wish you hadn’t had to endure them, or your Mother and siblings.
I’m so thankful you’ve vulnerably shared this and have begun the healing work. And thank you for this glimpse and testimony of love and honor, of forgiveness in ways, of reflection of harm and cost and also of good and compassion despite it. 💜🙏🏻