I can't take criticism. After a lifetime of abuse, the smallest critique sends me either running to the bathroom to cry or coming out with both fists flailing, trying desperately to fend off attacks. All I hear is yet again how bad I am, how messed up I am, how selfish, stubborn and hard-headed I… Continue reading This Thing Called Healing
Jericho Road Fundamentalist Church — by Gary W
Trigger Warning A student of theology, desiring to justify himself, said to his professor, a wise and Godly man in his 90s, “And who is my neighbor?” The professor replied: “At a time when nobody else appeared to be present, a young woman was walking through a remote corner of Jericho Avenue Park with her… Continue reading Jericho Road Fundamentalist Church — by Gary W
