Low self-esteem has hollowed out my life. I am barraged by loud voices from inside the cavernous darkness of my head. They project cruel words into my every act, my very being. Regrettably, over the years, I have believed the voices to be rock solid truth. In a twisted way, I believed them to be the voice of God in a not-at-all-gentle form of correction. Words, I found out, much like sticks and stones, do indeed hurt. Those words are like pallbearers, carrying death. In the summer of 2010,… Continue reading Pallbearers
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