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Secure on the Rock - My Daughters

Discovering my daddy’s delight in me It was a crisp, sunny, spring afternoon in the tiny, dusty town where I lived. This wasn’t just any spring afternoon; this was the 3 September 1991 at about 1 o’ clock. This very specific spring morning I was flat on my back on the hospital bed insisting that the baby was on its way. I pleaded most urgently with anyone nearby that they should get the doctor! The nurse walked into the hospital room and again I insisted that the baby was on its way. She took one look at me and said; “No it’s not; you still have several hours to go.” She promptly turned around and walked out of the room completely dismissing my plea. She wasn’t mean or anything, it was just that she assumed that I knew nothing about labour or child birth as I was only seventeen years old, a child in her eyes. Again I pleaded and insisted that the baby was coming, so for the sake of peace and quiet the nurse came and took a look. Her countenance dropped and she sent for the do

Secure on the Rock - My Darling

Freedom from controlling insecurity Despite growing up with the absence of a healthy male role model I still longed for romance and the big adventure. As a little girl I found it in my childish games with my dolls or by acting out movies in the back garden, where I was the gorgeous leading lady in a romantic, adventurous soap opera. As a teenager I searched for love in boys, hoping that one of them would notice me for who I really was and that he would treat me like a princess. Many boyfriends came and went and I realised that this fairy tale was never going to be a reality. Slowly I gave up, and submitted to the harsh reality that I was not a princess but perhaps merely a prostitute. Harsh? Yes, perhaps that is a very strong word to use but it was definitely how I felt most of the time. I would trade sex for just a drop of love, I would use my body to fill the deep, dark void in my heart. I would lay there and take it in the hope that at the end I might get a cuddle.  Sure, I w

Secure on the Rock - My Daddy

A Sandy Foundation Daddy, do you think I am pretty? Daddy, watch me dance! Daddy, I love you. Daddy, why did you touch me there? Daddy, why did you kick Mommy down the steps? Daddy, what are you doing to my brother? Sadly, not every little girl has fond memories of her daddy. Although I love my daddy very much now as an adult, I don’t have very many fond memories of him when I was growing up. I don’t blame my dad as he didn’t have a great childhood either. Who knows where it all started, perhaps my granddad had a horrible childhood too? My dad was the sort of dad that grew violently angry from time to time and on occasion took it out on his children. He also did many inappropriate things as a married man, but that’s his and my mom’s story to tell if they choose to. From a little girl to a young woman One afternoon I was in my bedroom having a cleanup and thorough sort out. I was a neat freak so took pleasure in having regular cleaning sessions in my bedroom. My dad came

Something New on the Bookshelf...

...and it's not what you think! Amy decided to take all the books off the middle shelf so she could have a little nap.

Secure on the Rock - Introduction

Every little girl wants to know that their daddy thinks they are beautiful! As we grow older that doesn’t change, our heart and soul still longs to hear the words, “You are beautiful”. All my life I heard the words, “Angela, you are strong”, or “Angela, you will get through this - you know you are strong”. The words that caught me off guard one day were the words my husband, Eric, spoke to me. To my surprise the very words that I thought would cause me offense were the exact words that set me free. Quite simply, he said, “Darling, you are not strong”. Hearing these simple words caught me off guard. What do you mean? I have always been told how amazingly strong I am and how I can always get through anything because I can cope. Are you really telling me that I am not all these things? Why does this feel good? Secure on the Rock is my journey in discovering the beautiful gift God has given me in making me the weaker vessel. He has shown me who I really am and set me free from the

Our First Girls Night!

Tonight we had our very first King's Daughters Girls Night ! It was a wonderful evening where we shared a meal together, played a super silly game and shared our thoughts about being a woman.  We wrote down in our nice pink King's Daughters booklets, how we honestly feel about being a woman at this point in our life.  Although it seemed like a difficult question at first, it wasn't long before we were all scribbling away frantically. My top observation of tonight's little get together, is that we all need to feel confidently beautiful!  One thing or another has robbed us of that in our life, so us girls are praying for each other this week so that we can get back to being the beautiful women that God created us to be!  I am very excited about what God is going to do in our life.  If you would like to join us and start a Girls Night in your home, get in touch and I will send you the notes we are working through.   

One Best Friend

Since writing about my friend I have had a flood of responses from all over the world.  It seems that it is not only my heart that is breaking for the lost and dying world out there but yours is too.  Too often we feel helpless because we can't make a difference to all the injustice in the world.  Perhaps what you might not have realised is that you can make a difference - a huge difference to someone else's world - just be being their best friend. Find out about how D7 Church is changing the city of Gloucester one person at a time, by being best friends with the homeless, drug addicts, prostitutes, businessmen, city leaders, teenagers, alcoholics and many others. 'One Best Friend' shares the real life stories of people who have had their lives saved by the love of Jesus through their one best friend.  Stories are currenlty being  gathered and proof read -  anticipated release date January 2012