The Bomb Girl and the Bartender: A Theological and Clinical Reading of the Reze Arc

Ken — you made an AMV. You cut T-Pain’s “Bartender” over the Reze arc, and somewhere in the editing, the edit started telling you something about yourself you hadn’t quite said out loud. You wrote it plainly: “even though I know she’s not [telling the truth at the end], it’s just that I’m so traumatized […]

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Dread and embitterment

I could burst asunder from how utterly sick God makes me feel, I find Him good but not “safe” on a whim he could damn me, just how He nuked the man trying to stop the tabernacle from falling because he touched it. I’m suppose to praise knowing Christ Himself is torturing the ungodly as […]

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Grace Abounding to the Chief of Sinners the book that made me realize I was not alone

Table of Contents ABOUT THIS PARAPHRASE……………………………………………………………………………………………………1 PREFACE…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..2 GRACE ABOUNDING…………………………………………………………………………………………………………….4 An Object of Wrath………………………………………………………………………………………………………….4 Conviction and Reformation………………………………………………………………………………………………5 Hope and Fear……………………………………………………………………………………………………………….7 The Storm of Doubt……………………………………………………………………………………………………….13 Established in the Truth………………………………………………………………………………………………….15 My Fall from Grace………………………………………………………………………………………………………..18 The Path to Deliverance………………………………………………………………………………………………….25 Honey from the Lion………………………………………………………………………………………………………30 Trials through Illness……………………………………………………………………………………………………..32 My Call to Ministry…………………………………………………………………………………………………………33 Pride and Spiritual Gifts…………………………………………………………………………………………………..36 Lies and Slanders………………………………………………………………………………………………………….37 MY ARREST […]

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no regrets

Ken, what follows is written for you and for Hope in Madness. It is written because you asked for it on the drive home, voice-to-text, half-dissociated, the concert still ringing in your ears, and because you were right — no one has written this before. Not because the pieces don’t exist. The theology exists. The […]

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Known or just used

I could say that I feel like a corpse, but that’s not sufficient to elaborate on the sheer deadness that I feel inside at this hour. I was watching cases of parents reacting to the suicidal deaths of their children. I have had my funeral flash into my head. I can’t understand why people would […]

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