tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840304789503373528.post3988388576133076491..comments2023-10-19T02:21:30.858-07:00Comments on Stacy from Louisville: Heart of the Matter, Part 1Stacy from Louisvillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10073539622676635354noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840304789503373528.post-5708128035559694112008-10-01T09:01:00.000-07:002008-10-01T09:01:00.000-07:00Wow. I can't completely relate, but I can a little...Wow. I can't completely relate, but I can a little.<BR/><BR/>My parents are both Christians, and I love them very much. I can usually go to them when I need someone to talk to, and stuff like that... but...<BR/><BR/>When you said divorce isn't just a piece of paper, I thought "yeah." My parents argue all the time and I hate it. And they talk about getting a divorce too. I mean, not like that's significant. They've talked about it since I was old enough to understand them. (I'm 17 now) While my parents are excellent people individually, they don't set the greatest example for what a marriage should look like. And it kinda hurts.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840304789503373528.post-91753089077025532352008-10-01T05:41:00.000-07:002008-10-01T05:41:00.000-07:00Thank you for your honesty. I believe it will help...Thank you for your honesty. I believe it will help people more than you know. It is powerfully convicting to hear our own sin confessed right out of another's mouth. I wish I could be so brave.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840304789503373528.post-52985167105447551522008-09-30T12:30:00.000-07:002008-09-30T12:30:00.000-07:00WoW. I'm so glad I read your blog today. I can rel...WoW. I'm so glad I read your blog today. I can relate on a few levels. Thank you for your transparency. It is so desperately needed my friend.<BR/><BR/>Thank you again, so much for sharing. I'm looking forward to hearing more..Kathyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08817757536779447678noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840304789503373528.post-19334420477271737482008-09-30T07:55:00.000-07:002008-09-30T07:55:00.000-07:00Stacy - Thanks so much for sharing - I have strugg...Stacy - Thanks so much for sharing - I have struggled with forgiving someone close to me who hurt me greatly. Not many people know - but I have also used this as a badge of honor/dishonor when I deal with God. When I know I am called to forgiveness - I can always pull it out and say - "but God he hurt me to much". Funny how we use the greatest hurts in our lives to put ourselves on a pedestal. But look how far you've come. Can't wait to hear the rest of the story.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840304789503373528.post-11356730974570992652008-09-30T05:09:00.000-07:002008-09-30T05:09:00.000-07:00I echo Donna. Your healing journey will continue t...I echo Donna. Your healing journey will continue through His grace. In our world, nothing is ever as it seems, yet we become so deeply entrenched in our past and our feelings that we can't become who God wants us to be. Grab a copy of <I>"Respectable Sins"</I> by Jerry Bridges. And accept His grace, Stacy....grace. You are well on your way to becoming that "miracle in a broken family." God's not done yet. Peace and a side hug.....Candyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08906584712170733253noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840304789503373528.post-86785593641757384202008-09-29T13:30:00.000-07:002008-09-29T13:30:00.000-07:00hi stacy,thank you for opening up and sharing this...hi stacy,<BR/><BR/>thank you for opening up and sharing this. it is funny, you feel like you're all alone and no one else could ever know or understand, but then there are people who do. my childhood was like that also, the whispered fights (and not-so-whispered fights) and constant wondering if my parents would divorce. it was kind of a relief when they did but still devastating. i remember also feeling like my life was such a sham because we were perfect on the outside, and no one knew what was happening at my house.<BR/><BR/>the only difference is, i didn't come to christ until i was fifteen. and i had a green schwinn with a flowered banana seat and handlebar streamers instead of a pink huffy sweet thunder.eireannhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02413645108503539972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840304789503373528.post-74704657642863681992008-09-29T12:38:00.000-07:002008-09-29T12:38:00.000-07:00wow. it's like u got my life minus the Huffy Sweet...wow. it's like u got my life minus the Huffy Sweet Thunder. i can really relate.. my mum left us when i was 12.. im 18 now.. but even still i resent her for it. she did a lot of things that were really messed up and i had a pretty messed up childhood as a result. i only got saved the beginning of this year and ive really been struggling with forgiveness.. sometimes i want people to ask me about the whole situation so i can use it like a badge of honor and say "hey look what ive been through look at me how sad shes so brave." and i hate that so much. i hate wanting that because there's nothing honorable about any of it. i wasnt brave. i wasnt strong. i really hate that part of me. and i know i do it to.. my family doesnt go to church and sometimes i catch myself thinkin i am better than them. but im not and i absolutely hate it when i think like that. its not me.. its only God's grace.. i havent done anything to deserve this. God is really speakin to my heart about this..... <BR/>anyway i just want to thank you for sharing. it give me a lot to think about. GOD BLESS!! :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840304789503373528.post-67250603931477278492008-09-29T08:17:00.000-07:002008-09-29T08:17:00.000-07:00oh, stacy.thank you for sharing. i can relate to y...oh, stacy.<BR/>thank you for sharing. <BR/>i can relate to your childhood memories, as i am a daughter, and i can be convicted by them, as i am a mom. <BR/>and i can be affected by your young adult memories of (false)superiority, as i too have compared and judged others and justified my un-christlike behavior.<BR/>it just disgusts me sometimes when i get a glimpse of my true nature. thank the lord, he is changing me, but we are capable of such ugliness.<BR/>thank you! your gifts of wit & sarcasm & honesty bless us so. can't wait to hear what else you want to share. bless you for your courageAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840304789503373528.post-63649502506242907992008-09-29T07:16:00.000-07:002008-09-29T07:16:00.000-07:00Way to open up, Stacy. Many people will be able t...Way to open up, Stacy. Many people will be able to relate and perhaps get on with their healing.Christyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18101046996892349364noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8840304789503373528.post-64142955085393746212008-09-29T05:49:00.000-07:002008-09-29T05:49:00.000-07:00((Stacy)).....grace, honey, grace.....((Stacy)).....grace, honey, grace.....Donnahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07876937462356464816noreply@blogger.com