Missy's Moments

  Dear Addiction, Well you made it to the news again today. Another celebrity dead at your hands. It is always so tragic and when you manage to make it to the spotlight; you become a little more known than you were when people woke up this morning. No worries you’ll soon be forgot about, because you know as well as I do that people who manage to avoid you don’t realize this truth; that it’s just not a celebrity once in a while that you claim. You claim lives daily. You ruin marriages, make children stray, cause depression, anxiety, the inability to function in society or hold a job becomes the norm. You cause homelessness, hopelessness, helplessness. You destroy and beat down slowly and sometimes quickly. You might actually do an addict a favor when you take their last breathe away. At least at that point there’s no more questions about what tomorrow will bring. There’s not the constant planning for the next high, wondering who will know, how much is to much, momentary concern o...

My last post was a song that really touched me. Below are some of the reasons why. Tell Me your story, show Me your wounds And I'll show you what Love sees when Love looks at you Hand Me the pieces, broken and bruised And I'll show you what Love sees when Love sees you Our eyes see a woman in flannel pj pants, uncombed hair and smelling like smoke dropping her child off at preschool and our human eyes think she's a bad mom who'd been out late drinking/smoking.  Love sees a single mom who was working late trying to make a living while raising her son who happens to be one of the most polite kiddos in the class. Her self worth brought her to a place where she felt she didn't deserve any better, where her choices made her sin a bit more visible. Love sees a woman who needs to know what it is to be loved by her Heavenly Father simply because of her priceless worth and is blinded by shame and guilt, and an earthly Father who never bothered to show up . Our eyes see a w...