• Wrecks

    My body doesn’t show all the wrecks. Some of them can be seen but most will never be known unless I tell about em. There have been so many. From personal and private to relational, marital, ministerial, and parental wrecks; I’ve had them in all areas. You don’t know the pain I’ve been in. The set backs I’ve sat in. The holes I’ve wallered in. The pillows I’ve cried into. What a mess I have been at times. But my body won’t tell, which means this mouth has to speak. This hand has to write. This keyboard has to be tapped. Emotional and mental hits have assaulted this lady. (Me.)…