The Lord, Lashes and Landmarks

How can we truly "be strong"? It's by knowing we're not strong and by trusting God to give us His strength. His "grace is sufficient for [us], for [His] power is made perfect in weakness" (2 Corinthians 12:9). God's strength works through us, doing things only He can do.   I've been really dealing with what I wanted to express in my next Blog, so I really had to sit quiet for a while and let the Holy Spirit speak to me.  As I mentioned in a previous Blog, He, the Holy Spirit, sent the word to me when I wasn't expecting it. I wasn't sitting and waiting for Him to speak to me; the word just popped into my head. I literally do not know what I am doing, but occurrences just started happening to make this all happen- the blogging. People I didn't expect just started appearing, helping me build my website, and giving sound advice on how to express myself through creative writing and share my life stories.   I've also told my life's stor...

  My life has been filled with storms—from childhood trauma, depression, anxiety, and an abusive marriage, to the trauma of serving in Desert Storm. For years, I carried my pain in silence, because the military taught me to be strong and never show weakness. But that strength also broke me inside. Everything changed when I encountered Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior. Through His Spirit, He began to heal the wounds I had hidden for so long and gave me freedom, peace, and purpose. Part of that healing came through the blessing of my husband. For the past thirty beautiful years, I have been remarried to a God-fearing man who has loved me, supported me, and helped shape my life. His steady faith and kindness have been living reminders of God’s grace and love. Today, I walk not as a victim, but as a survivor and a redeemed child of God—living each day with faith, love, and purpose in Christ.”

My name is Debora, and my life’s journey has been filled with storms—but also with God’s healing light. I grew up in a home marked by trauma which planted the seeds of depression and anxiety early in my life. At 18, I married and became a mother, but that relationship was abusive—physically and emotionally. Searching for strength and a way forward, I joined the military. For 22 years, I served with pride and discipline, including deployment to Desert Storm. The military taught me courage, endurance, and resilience. But it also taught me to bury my pain and hide my wounds. Those years left me with scars on the inside—especially PTSD—that I carried silently for far too long. My story did not end in brokenness. Through remarriage, love, and most importantly, an encounter with Jesus I found a new way of living. God showed me that true strength is not in silence, but in surrender. He began to heal the places I had locked away, and I discovered freedom, hope, and joy I never thought possible...

 To all my future followers, family and friends. I'm so glad you've decided to pray, be beautiful from the inside and out and follow all the amazing adventures with me. I've known about "Blogs" for a long time. I've never followed or looked at a Blog, so this a new adventure in my life. I don't know where to start, what to place in it, what to follow or even share. I can tell you that I've just turned 61 years old and I have a lot of knowledge, life and experiences to share. I've always had the knack to write and be expressive, so AI will not be involved in what I have to say, at this point, though it is fun to use! But how will that be transparent to who I really am.  I like to consider myself a God-fearing woman who loves being engaged with reading His word. I love surrounding myself with like-minded women who share the same interest. There are a number of ways to find connections, but for me, believe it not, I find it easy and stressful all at t...