A short poem I wrote describing how I know God loves me.
I went to church again last Sunday and the wheels fell off my little red wagon throwing me to the ground with a nasty thump! It forced me to have a chat with God again.
I have been asked to give my thoughts about hearing God's voice. I am no expert on the subject but here is what I believe.
Sometimes I get so down on myself I lose sight of reality but God sometimes steps in to remind me of what is real which comforts me.
This morning I asked God if there was anything I could do for Him and He said he wants me to write a blog entry about His love.
How does a girl who hates men come to love and trust a male God? I could not change my fear of males so God changed His gender to help me.
An entry that looks at my theory about who God really is - he is existence itself - and how this belief allows me to forgive, and love, people such as my abusers.