I feel

calm, and happy.
I do not dread going to work like I used to. My days fly because I am doing something I was made to do. I am helping people. I am standing in the gaps between of the worst circumstances. Standing in between people who possibly could not do anything more horrific and the families who have been dealt a tough blow.

Hearing the worst words out of a professionals mouth, your child has been hurt, someone has violated them.

I stand there in the midst of chaos. As the waves pound against the shore hoping that the enemy will gain some ground. But he has no power here, I am standing on a firm foundation. A solid ground. My hands are not my own but of the Holy Creator who is using me to hold His children who have been hurt. To put my hand on the back of a distraught mother. For my ears to be hearing the words of God's children. To make them smile.

I am walking on dangerous ground. The devil's playground. But he will not win today.

Because I am here on behalf of a much greater Being who holds not only the hurt in His hands but also the enemy who allows these things to happen.

I feel fulfilled even if the things I see and hear are hard. I lay down my will at someone else's feet. I walk around with the holy shield as my protector.

Peace in my heart.

Do you have peace in your heart?

Did you know??

I only have one more day left!!!!

I can't even begin to tell you how excited I am.

i like it

To celebrate getting my new job I ....

got my nose pierced. :o)

I haven't been able to have it for the last two years because my work didn't allow it, but my new job does! I had my nose pierced for four years before I had to take it out for my job, so it is nice to have it again.

today i thought

I like the smell of newly paved tar on a road.

Similar to how I enjoy the smell when you pump gas into your car.

yum, yes I am weird but I love smells.

Smell is really important to me cause I have a sensitive sniffer. Got that from my momma. :o)

When I worked at a group home and kids would return from a home pass and someone would suspect they had been drinking or getting high, they would send me out to go sniff them out and see if they were right. I could always pick em out with my nose, does that make me sound like a dog?

But isn't it interesting how smells can totally transport us to another time, experience, or a recollection of that certain person we once loved?

For example I can still remember to this day the colonge that my first real boyfriend wore?

What smells do you love or remind of you of a special person/time?

Joy in My Heart

I got a new job today officially! I will be the new Family Support Advocate at Safe Passage check out here. I could not be MORE excited.

I will be doing the forensic interviewing with the children.
Some people have asked me why I want to do this position and work with kids who have been sexually abused because it is a challenging position.

But I love children, I can build a rapport with them and would much rather them tell me their scary and heart breaking stories and still feel safe, then tell a cop who treats them like anyone else that they are interviewing.

I can't wait to be trained and work with people who respect me and do the thing I love which is helping people and interacting hands on in the midst of trials! I can't wait to not work with egotistical, insecure, over compensating men who treat me like I am their eye candy and their secretary.

The agency has only five employees and they are all women who are social workers! Wahoo! You can call me a bleeding liberal, but I am not. I was raised with morals and values and I can't wait to once again to flap my wings that have been pinned down for over a year now.

So today I praise the Lord for picking me up out of my valley. He is good even when you feel as though He has forgotten about you. It has been a long year in this position, but the light is here and I couldn't be happier.

Thanks for your support and your prayers.

love katie