

Crazy, Stupid, Shame: 3 Things I've Learned to Reverse the Effects
Last week, after posting the blog God’s Not Mad at Me, I received an email from a Conqueror. The email was deeply moving and courageously honest. So, with permission, I share with you the email I received and my response, in hopes it helps you! “Francine, Every time I read your post it hits home so hard. I cry and reflect at what you say and how our lives have lead a parallel journey. My pain cuts deep for shame and guilt live in the forefront of every waking day. Somedays I


God's Not Mad at Me
God's Not Mad at Me: things I've learned about sex, God, shame, and church. In the book Grace Eventually, Anne Lamott writes, “Grace arrived, like the big, loopy stitches with which a grandmotherly stranger might baste your hem temporarily.” This past week, I lifted my hands toward heaven and said, “I still get butterfly’s for you, God,” while recalling the day, I should have died. At an early age, I made the correlation that sex and love were one in the same, and that affect