A Change

I have made a decision.  My life is in the midst of a transition.  I have been separated for two years and my divorce is almost complete. 

I thought about the rest of my life and what I want (need) to do.

My passion has been women and especially abused women and children.  I am going to volunteer at a shelter in Denver, CO.  I just filled out my application and sent it in.  I feel very good about it.

I have ministered to women in these situations before but I would come from a place of, "I understand, I have been there."

I could go on and on about my thoughts on men who abuse women.  Not just physically but emotional and mentally.  I HATE bullying of any kind.  For one person to think he is better than another that he can do that to someone is horrible.  This is where my passion is.  This is where I want to make a difference.

My story is not as bad as others but the fear or someone you love exploding for no reason is there.  There has been physical contact but others have had it worse.  I want to help in putting a stop to that mentality that this is OK.

I had a conversation with an abuser the other day.  He says that when he gets mad he "sees red" and loses all coherent thought.  That sounds dark to me. Evil. Driven by Satan himself.  But yet, knowing that, I still do not have compassion for the abuser. I need to work on that. 

I feel good with this new decision on my new journey. More to come.