Oh my this is a hard post to post. It is about bitterness. Yes, BITTERNESS. It is an ugly word. It even sounds ugly. It is not how I wish to feel or even for someone to say...that Roberta, She is a bitter person. Yet, I have to admit, bitterness got a hold of me and I am working now to break free of it. I feel that it is not a reflection of the Saviour that I serve, but more of the evil that I want to run from. Church, I was a child who was raised in church. That is the wonderful thing about growing up in the South, church. They are everywhere. No one has a hard time finding a church to go to or friends to go with. They have things called Revival's and during a revival, you go all week, every day and no one thinks a thing about it. I miss that so much. Church, we were "reorganized" right out of our church. We have not been to church in 9 months. Funny thing about our family, we stick out like a sore thumb. We can't just slip in the back pew and no one notice. We l
Merrill and I thought we would teach our children about the world, instead we are teaching the world about our children.