Mortified Pride
August 21, 2010 by Praefish · 5 Comments
We have crossed into a territory that is new to me. I am a woman. I experienced many things as an adolescent, a teenager learning about my body and what was happening to it, how to handle it, what to do, what not to do. All of my experiences from two perspectives – my own, but mostly, a female’s.
I will save you from the stories of angst and pain I suffered. The stories of humiliations I experienced. I will spare you because as an adult I believe that even those I saw during those years of “having it all good” most likely have their own stories of pain and humiliation, just as I suspect you do, too.
My oldest child is a girl, a daughter. So I felt fairly well prepared to assist her when she needed it as she approached that place when we feel like we are aliens in a new body, learning new things about ourselves. Telling her all the urban legends I could remember from my early teen years about what was happening and could or could not happen and how it could or could not happen. You know, biology, the facts.
But this new territory in front of which I stand is a bit scary and startling for me. This is the very same territory before which I have stood just a few short years ago. This time the territory has a new face, it has the face of my oldest boy, my second child.
I ache with pain as I see him go through the halting and haunting moments of hormonal surges through his body. I ache as I watch him struggle with all the confusing feelings. It’s like spinning in infinity at one moment that stops as quickly as it begins. He loves/hates/hurts/laughs all in a moment that feels like going from 90mph to 0mph in half a second. His is struggling to figure it out and balance it against what his head knows.
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Reconciliation, Restoration, and Prudence
August 11, 2010 by Praefish · 2 Comments
Please read this post first.
The end goal of forgiveness is reconciliation and restoration. Reconciliation is always possible. Always. Restoration is situational. Quite often the two are lumped together. Stay with me; hear me out.
Healing and Bitterness
What happens when the offended does not forgive, holds on for revenge. Remember forgiveness is taking the hurt on yourself, not heaping it back onto the offender.
Let’s go back to that wound in the arm example I used. So someone stabs me in the arm. I now have a gaping, bloody wound. What do I do? I put pressure on it to stop the bleeding. If it is really bad I may have to use a tourniquet to prevent too much blood loss. Tourniquets are meant to be used short term. What happens if I leave the tourniquet on for too long? I risk losing my arm. If I cut off the blood supply with a tourniquet to my arm so the bleeding will stop I cut off the blood supply to more than just the wound. My whole arm will begin to atrophy, die, and rot. I risk losing my arm completely.
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Forgiveness, Mercy, and Grace
August 4, 2010 by Praefish · 2 Comments
Tweet Lately twitter has been the reason for many things to be in the forefront of my thoughts. There’s this thing about twitter that let’s us openly (term used lightly) eavesdrop on those we follow or maybe even snoop through the @replies to find the context of a tweet. All this is public as long [...]

And then she said
August 1, 2010 by Praefish · 11 Comments
Tweet If you didn’t read or understand the last post we lost our baby on the 21st of July. It’s been more difficult this time around than last time but for very different reasons. There have been physical complications that are finally coming to an end. We spent the whole month of July trying to [...]
Glory Baby
July 21, 2010 by Praefish · Leave a Comment
Tweet Thanks to friends on facebook and twitter and emails and dms and links and I could go on, we feel loved and blessed to have the friends we do; the Internet can be totally amazing some times. More than one friend shared this with me and so I post it now. Glory baby you [...]
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Hi, my name is Rae. I'm a hopeless bacon and coffee addict (read: snob). I am a wife of one, a mother of many, and a child of God. My husband happens to be an ordained minister, therefore our fish bowl life. We home educate. We have a special needs child. There are eight of us in a three bedroom house. Our blessings and our struggles overflow our flooding fishbowl. Rae blogs at The Flooded Fishbowl and The Flooded Fish School.
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