Weeds.  I Hate Weeds!

Weeds. I Hate Weeds! - Anchor of Promise

 

I’ve been ignoring it.  I’ve been walking by it.  I’ve put it off day after day.  But today, I couldn’t close my eyes to it anymore.  

Weeds.  I hate weeds. Obviously they are a nuisance.  They get out of control.  They will overtake you.  They will drive you insane.  What is more irritating is how some of them will trick you to believe that they just might end up as a beautiful bonafide flower.  Problem is, you have to wait it out to know for sure.  

Weeds.  I hate weeds.  Now of course I could attack them with a top of the line weed killer spray.  Unfortunately, that will also kill off all the flowers you so preciously have cared for that the weeds have so graciously grew up next to.  If you want those flowers to last and last, this leaves you no other option but to be proactive to fight every weed that comes near your flowers and tries to choke it to death.   Continue reading

The Interview that Changed My View of My Father

The Interview That Changed My View of My Father - Anchor of Promise

 

When I was growing up, I was not very close to my father.  In fact, as I got older in my teen years, my relationship was almost non-existent.  We rarely spoke.  Although I badly wanted to have a relationship with him, part of the problem was due to the fact that he was an only child. He also experienced the loss of his mother at the age of twelve and the rejection of his own father soon after that loss.  

Needless to say, he was not given a good fatherly image nor was he able to truly deal with all the heavy baggage he carried as he aged.   Continue reading

Why I Refused to Celebrate Mother’s Day

Why I Refused To Celebrate Mother's Day - Anchor Of Promise

 

It’s Mother’s Day! Flowers, candy, and a day off from cleaning and cooking. That is what many moms wish for. These are some of the things that a mother enjoys while the day is celebrated.  Some families go all out.  They give lavish retreats away from home, a day at the spa, or give praise through cards, phone calls, and social media to express their love for “Mom”.  

However, being a “mom” of a teen in crisis brings about a very different kind of Mother’s Day.  You see, teens who are hurting and struggling have moms who put themselves last on the list of receiving care.  We also don’t always experience the benefits or rewards of adulation along with hugs and words of love and thankfulness. Continue reading

Grooming: Could Your Hurting Teen Be Another Elizabeth Thomas?

Grooming - Could Your Hurting Teen Be Another Elizabeth Thomas?

Every other day, I have been tracking the news story of Elizabeth Thomas, the young teen who was kidnapped by her teacher Tad Cummins from Tennessee.

Parents across the country are shocked that this could have happened.  The term “grooming” is a word often used when an adult figure manipulates, deceives, and earns the trust of the victim through various forms of coercion.

Sadly, more and more authority figures are “grooming” young teens at their most vulnerable times.  It can happen in schools, churches, and sports teams.  Many have questioned or made statements about Elizabeth Thomas such as, “She chose to be with him,” or “She can run away.” However, they do not understand the psychological control this teacher has over her that started a long time ago under the guise of a teacher mentoring a student in school.

Teens don’t just jump into a relationship with someone older.  There are many factors when combined set the perfect stage for the grooming of the victim.

So what types of teens are targeted for grooming? Continue reading

When You Have Lost Your Joy at Easter

When You Have Lost Your Joy at Easter - Anchor Of Promise

Everyone is in the Easter holiday spirit.  It’s that time and season in which you bring out all of the spring décor and clothing.  As you rip into the closet or boxes in the basement, there you find tucked away in the corner is your child’s Easter basket.  Memories take you back to when you filled it to the brim with all sorts of goodies for your little children every year for the Easter holiday.  It looks disheveled and old now with colored shredded grass poking through the weaved basket.   As you gaze upon it, tears begin to flow.  Those were the happy days.  You didn’t have a child in crisis back then like you do now.  Continue reading