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so be surprised to know that what I wrote in my journal wasn’t for me either.I used to keep a journal for myself, but my journaling has developed into something greater. Something I like to think of as breadcrumbs. Do you remember the children’s story of Hansel and Gretel? In the story, Hansel leaves a trail of breadcrumbs so they can find their way home.Well, that’s exactly what I’m doing. I originally started journaling as a form of therapy. A way to get my feelings out. Everything changed with the birth of my two children. I’ve lived long enough to know that life can get scary. We sometimes get lost along the way, broken relationships, addictions, unexpected tragedies, and ills of every kind.I have experienced nearly all of these. And I’m only halfway through my life. Knowing my son and daughter will face their own challenges forever changed the way I write. I now journal with them in mind. I record key moment and lessons learned so they can someday read about my struggles and how I survived. I am leaving a trail of breadcrumbs to will lead them home.Home for me, is the place we come back to for peace of mind. Home is my faith in God. Home is where you go to find rest and the will to keep living. My battle wi

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th fear and food addiction has raged on for most of my life. With each journal entry, I expose my humanity and shame as well as my growing self-love and will to overcome life’s challenges. The trail of crumbs are each journal entry chronicling the messy bits of life and the will to keep living through them.My written words have become their legacy. Now they are yours. Life can feel hard and ISOLATING at times. Keep walking. Terrors assails us on all fronts. Keep walking. We all fall into pits of pain and despair occasionally. Do what you must to climb out, and JUST-KEEP-WALKING!Look for voices out there that encourage you in the best possible way. These are your breadcrumbs. Follow what is good and true and kind to your soul. Keep walking toward them and you will find your way.Psalm 18 is my picture of home The place where I run and find peace.I love you, O Lord, my strength. 2 The Lord is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer, my God, my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield, and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold. (ESV)Written by <a href="http://www.kimjagwe.com">Kim Jagwe </a>of <a href="http://www.sowlstudios.com">Sowl Studios</a></article></body>

Following The Breadcrumbs That Lead to Peace

Confessions of a Former People-Pleaser chronicles my struggles with low self-esteem and childhood abuse. If you are a living breathing being, then you most likely have experienced low self-esteem at least once if not multiple times in your life.

So why did I choose to write about such a personal, self-exposing topic? Well it certainly wasn’t because I planned for you to read it. At first, I felt too embarrassed. The Confessions article was pulled directly from parts of my private journal. You read that right. I originally wrote about my struggles with people pleasing in my prayer journal. I never intended to share it publicly. You might also be surprised to know that what I wrote in my journal wasn’t for me either.

I used to keep a journal for myself, but my journaling has developed into something greater. Something I like to think of as breadcrumbs. Do you remember the children’s story of Hansel and Gretel? In the story, Hansel leaves a trail of breadcrumbs so they can find their way home.

Well, that’s exactly what I’m doing. I originally started journaling as a form of therapy. A way to get my feelings out. Everything changed with the birth of my two children. I’ve lived long enough to know that life can get scary. We sometimes get lost along the way, broken relationships, addictions, unexpected tragedies, and ills of every kind.

I have experienced nearly all of these. And I’m only halfway through my life. Knowing my son and daughter will face their own challenges forever changed the way I write. I now journal with them in mind. I record key moment and lessons learned so they can someday read about my struggles and how I survived. I am leaving a trail of breadcrumbs to will lead them home.

Home for me, is the place we come back to for peace of mind. Home is my faith in God. Home is where you go to find rest and the will to keep living. My battle with fear and food addiction has raged on for most of my life. With each journal entry, I expose my humanity and shame as well as my growing self-love and will to overcome life’s challenges. The trail of crumbs are each journal entry chronicling the messy bits of life and the will to keep living through them.

My written words have become their legacy. Now they are yours. Life can feel hard and ISOLATING at times. Keep walking. Terrors assails us on all fronts. Keep walking. We all fall into pits of pain and despair occasionally. Do what you must to climb out, and JUST-KEEP-WALKING!

Look for voices out there that encourage you in the best possible way. These are your breadcrumbs. Follow what is good and true and kind to your soul. Keep walking toward them and you will find your way.

Psalm 18 is my picture of home The place where I run and find peace.

I love you, O Lord, my strength. 2 The Lord is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer, my God, my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield, and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold. (ESV)