Walking with Trauma
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Walking with trauma
Categoría: Her friend the Lord
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Has escuchado a alguien decir, “Por favor no me toques, tengo trauma.” Todos nosotros tenemos eventos trágicos en nuestras vidas. ¿A qué se refiere? ¿Cuál es su significado? ¿Por qué crees que es importante para la persona que comprendas que tiene trauma? Para comprender, el primer paso que debemos tomar es definir qué es…
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Have you ever heard someone say; “I have trauma.”? What are they saying? What do they mean? Doesn’t everyone go to a traumatic event at least once in their life? Why is it important that you understand they have trauma? Let’s start by answering the question what is trauma. Trauma is an event…
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Every morning she awakens to her life. She is a five-year-old getting ready for school but as she leaves her room, the wicked lecherous looks welcome her. The wicked monitors her as she sits to eat her cereal, and stares as she leaves to get her books. The wicked takes her to school every morning.…
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She sat at the table surrounded by the chatter and laughter of the brethren. The room looked lovely, with red poinsettias, Christmas ornaments and live music. Everyone was in festive spirits and enjoying each other’s company. She smiled widely, and spoke enthusiastically about the holidays, family, and friends. She shared her enjoyment of watching the…
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I have been sitting in her park bench for a while now. The park is just like I remembered. If you look across the street, you realized that St. Boniface is no longer there. It deteriorated at the beginning of the beginning of the 21st century and there were not enough funds to repair the…
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The Normal Days For the past few months she has been living the normal days. The normal days of brightness and clarity. She has enjoyed times of laughter and fun. It had been years since she has been allowed to be herself. The normal days have brought on confidence, courage and a sense of peace. …
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She went to the Lord many times to asked why. Why was she repugnant to them? Why such resentment? Why was she rejected and despised? Why do they all say that she was made wrong? Was she so dishonorable and unworthy? Was she incapable of doing anything right? Did any kind words exist to represent…
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Cuando yo era niña, me enseñaron a orar el padre nuestro; Mateo 6:9-13. Cuando di mi vida a el Señor Jesucristo, se añadío un ingrediente más a mi oración. Esto fue una relación personal e individual con mi Dios. Al principio en mi caminar, yo oraba por peticiones a mi Dios en aquello que yo no…
