Line

I Know Where the Line Is—Now

I tripped over the line between grace and abuse many times myself. Remember that old playground jump rope you laid down as a boundary when you were a kid? And then kept moving because someone didn’t think it was in a fair spot?

I went to church sung in the choir next to him ; I thought the line was in the church but I kept tripping over it because of the grace I allow him to have over me. No one saw the pain nor heard me crying in my songs.(I did say no one didn't I )? I kept moving the rope until I was trapped and there was no more space between him and me.

I am writing this blog because one day I was set free and was able to pick up the rope and jump with it. No it wasn't fair but I no longer live in fear. (I'm writing a book soon to be released). It will Shine Light on Darkness.

Please don't allow him grace, if you are afraid of him it's a sure sign to seek help. The Line is in you.

I love you be encouraged.