Shattering the Silence

(This post comes from a reader named Roger.) Surviving sexual abuse left me confused about intimacy. I want it and need it, but it brings up...

(This poem comes from a reader named Joseph.) I grow old outside; but deep inside I’m still that five-year-old who needs to crawl into Daddy...

(This is an encore post from an anonymous reader.) My eyes were red and swollen even before we arrived at the church. I had already been c...

(This post comes from a reader named Roger.) I have shared with only two people that I did go back—long after I no longer needed to, and l...

(an encore post by Cecil Murphey) I can't explain or justify the behavior of those who abused us. I know two former perpetrators and t...

(an encore post by Cecil Murphey) When we ask such questions, we imply that if God is good, nothing bad should happen to us—or at least no...

(an encore post by Cecil Murphey) This question comes up regularly, and I could give many answers, but here's one: I forgive because I...