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Is Abortion “The Great Sin of America”?

Our country.

Uh. Officially spun out on all the issues in the last two months.

Abortion is one of many issues I see in my newsfeed daily. And to whom it may concern, I officially have some questions:  Just what in God’s name is going on here?

And how did we get to a national vote to ban infanticide–that did not unanimously pass–in America in 2019?

What in God’s name is going on here?


When the governor of New York recently signed a bill that allows abortion up to birth, and the governor of Virginia eagerly sought to follow suit, describing in calm and eerie tones how the infant “would be kept comfortable” while the mother and doctor decided whether or not to kill the baby on the table, we rose up, enraged and horrified as one body in the church and in conservative circles.

And I did it too.

I listened to the Virginia governor’s interview, trying to comprehend that this doctor– sworn to do no harm–was describing a moment where people would decide whether or not to kill a live, viable child outside the mother’s body. I could hardly grasp it. But I did.

And I was horrified, physically sickened. What kind of person does this? What kind of person thinks like this?

How did we get to this point?


And I think it’s good that we are horrified. I think it’s good that we are good and mad and abortion-woke.

But what infuriates me, and I think a lot of you get this, is that we could have been woke on this issue–and others–twenty years ago.


Thirty. Forty. Fifty.

Because, the truth is–not one of these issues pertaining to abortion is new.

Infanticide did not just suddenly become a thing–we know this to be fact even beyond our reasonable suspicions because of the Kermit Gosnell case and others where abortionists have admitted to procedures used to kill born-alive infants.

And abortion to the point of birth is and has been allowed by federal law since Roe. All Cuomo did in January was exercise the state’s right to access all that is permitted–and practiced with impunity in other states–by federal law.

Not one of these issues is new.

This practice has been legal in this country since 1973–essentially no laws pertaining to Roe v. Wade have changed significantly in the last 45 years.

Why are we just now so enraged and disgusted as a culture?

We can’t claim ignorance, unless we claim it willfully–abortion activists have been telling us as much for as long as I can remember.

The truth is, abortion law could have changed already if this country had been determined beyond a shadow of a doubt to see it changed.

It’s good that we are good and mad and abortion-woke.


In fact, there is not one single reason why we are at this point in abortion law in this country today except that the majority of lawmakers want it legal, and citizens, including the church, have been content with the status quo.

Nothing significant changed in January 2019. But suddenly, we are outraged–and righteous outrage can be a good thing.

But what has kept us content until now? And what will keep us from sliding back into a place of complacency in a couple of months when something new captures the collective mind of the American church and culture?

Abortion law could have changed already if this country had been determined beyond a shadow of a doubt to see it changed.


What will keep us in the battle when we go from abortion-woke to abortion-weary, when the pictures and videos and arguments wear thin on our American sensibilities?

When I was growing up in the nineties, I remember hearing abortion called “the fig leaf of the church.”

I remember hearing about pastors who took their daughters to have abortions, and I remember being in bible studies over the years with women whose church-going parents took them to have abortions in their teens. Abortion was the great cover-up, and still is, not just for ‘the world,’ but for people of faith who wanted to cover their shame like Adam and Eve in the Garden.

A 2015 study by CareNet revealed that more than three out of ten women seeking abortion attended church regularly at the time of their abortion and consider themselves associated with a Christian church.

What will keep us from sliding back into a place of complacency? 

A pro-life friend of mine, Lila Shaw, has participated in dozens of abortion clinic protests, and she is an outspoken leader for life in her city. Lila told me, “You know what the problem is, don’t you? The problem is that so many people who claim to be Pro-Life, who are even in the fight, Christians, pastors, community leaders, none of them really want abortion to go away. I can’t tell you how many of them have looked at me and said that I am too extreme in wanting to acknowledge life at conception. They say, ‘Well, but if it were my daughter . . . if my daughter were the victim of rape or incest . . . I wouldn’t want her to have to go through with the pregnancy.'”

These are leaders in the “Pro-Life Movement”?

We have a problem.

The fact is, many people want to keep abortion as their contingency plan, regardless of religion or faith.

The majority of lawmakers want abortion to be legal, and citizens, including the church, have been content with the status quo.


And for many, there are political issues that are more important to them than protecting the unborn.

We are in a day of reckoning.

Killing babies is murder. Life begins at conception. I believe it, and science is on the side of life at conception.

As the great abortion-awakening happens in this country, I applaud the movement for life.

But as more and more preachers and activists rise up calling abortion “The Great Sin of America,” I find myself wondering, is it really?

It is certainly the most horrifying, although the ongoing torture of sex-trafficked children in this country is also horrifying, so would we call that crime a close second? What about the terrible ongoing abuse of children?

In fact, it would be easy to make a laundry list of sins willfully acted out by abusers in the United States, but that’s not the point. The point is that abortion is one horrifying step in a series of great sins.

The United States is the world’s largest producer and consumer of child pornography. Let that sink in a minute. Pictures and video of children and teens being sexually abused, raped, and tortured are sold around the world daily. It is a huge industry, valued at approximately 1.4 billion dollars annually in the U.S. alone.

Is abortion “The Great Sin of America”?



We know that abused teens are more likely to engage in “risky” sexual behaviors, and abused children are more than 25% more likely to experience teen pregnancy. Seventy percent of reported sexual assaults are against children 17 and under. And approximately 30% of these young people will go on to abuse their own children, which keeps the cycle going for generations. (  Not to mention that pornography is often an advertisement for prostitution and that men that view pornography are more likely to commit violent crimes and seek risky encounters over time.

Thirty-three to fifty percent of Christian men admit to using porn, Pornography is often used as advertising for prostitution, and the desire for edgier material and sex grows with use over time–not limited to ‘the world.’

And in terms of sex trafficking, 55% of trafficked women have forced abortions, and over thirty percent have had more than one abortion and many of these are not reported or misreported.  In the linked article, “Researchers Uncover Disturbing Link Between Sex Trafficking and Abortion,” a girl describes her experience being trafficked as a minor. She says that she obtained birth control from Planned Parenthood, and not one person asked her if she was ok, if she was being abused in any way. The study shows that this treatment is typical of trafficked girls in the U.S.

And what about divorce and absent fathers?

Absent fathers are such an issue that there is a syndrome called “The Fatherless Daughter” syndrome. And it’s not just the dads–women initiate 70% of all divorces.

According to studies from Texas Christian University and many others, daughters of absent fathers are more likely to be promiscuous and to become sexually active at younger ages. These girls (and also boys) are more likely to be victims of sexual abuse as pedophiles consistently admit to targeting single mothers with children on dating websites and in their communities.

According to the “Darkness to Light” website at, “Family structure is the most important risk factor in child sexual abuse. Children who live with two married biological parents are at a low risk for abuse. The risk increases when a child lives with a step-parent or a single parent.”

We are in a day of reckoning.


That aborted baby did not suddenly appear in that womb–it did not spontaneously form and the mother suddenly find herself in an awkward situation.

Two people had to have sex, usually outside of marriage (83% of abortions are to unmarried women, according to, and many times in situations of abuse, trafficking, or neglect, for that baby to grow in that mother. Stating the obvious here, but when we call abortion, “The Great Sin of America,” I think it bears further examination.

The Great Sin of America?


Sex trafficking of children, teens, and adults leads to abortion, often forced abortion with no accountability by providers or the community.

Abuse of children and teens leads to promiscuity which leads to abortion.

Absent fathers often produce promiscuous daughters, more likely to engage in risky sex, which produces more unplanned pregnancies, which lead to abortion.

Clearly adults have responsibility for their choices, and not all abortions are to victims or abandoned children, but it is undisputed that the roots of abortion run deep.


“The Great Sin of America”?

It points a finger, and it does catch our attention. It makes the problems of culture seem, while still terrible, much simpler than they are. If the great sin of America is abortion, then that sin has a limited scope and practice, and there is an obvious fix.

Whether expressed through passivity, pornography, child abuse, child neglect, unbiblical divorce, prostitution, promiscuity, or myriad other behaviors, the great sin of America, like current abortion law, is nothing new.

It makes the problems of culture seem, while still terrible, much simpler than they are.


The great sin of America is what has always been the great sin of mankind: Selfish pride. Selfishness that says “I want what I want, and I don’t want to know who it hurts.” And pride that says “It’s right because I want it to be right. I don’t care who disagrees with me–I said, ‘I want what I want!'”

Just as Adam and Eve’s great sin was not limited to covering their shame, but began with the distrust of God and the disobedience that resulted in shame, abortion is a fig leaf that covers a much larger area of sin.

Selfish pride is not as dramatic or emotional as abortion, and we are all guilty of it. Pointing the finger at abortive mothers and abortionists is easier than looking in the mirror; it is easier than asking God to show me my own selfish pride and how I have participated in my country’s great sin.

I was recently at a conference in Dallas where we were invited to repent. And it was good. And it is necessary. And I agree that a needed awakening is happening as the enemy has drawn a line in the sand with conversations inspired by the recent New York and Virginia laws.

But repenting for abortion is not enough.

The Pro-Life movement will succeed if we become truly “pro-life,” falling in love with creation and the statutes of God, and fighting tirelessly to see the Kingdom of Heaven come to earth in every way, not just in America’s delivery rooms.

If we are not careful, when we call abortion “The Great Sin of America,” we may ignore root causes and set up abortion to be a scapegoat for all other sins, and forget our responsibility for the ones that came before.


I know that many of you get this. Many of you are repenting and crying out for the many complex issues that face our country in this hour.

Lord, help us to see our part without condemnation, but with a deep conviction of how our lives can change to become a part of Your Kingdom solution on the earth.

You are magnificent. You are beautiful. You are lovely, and You know the answers. We ask You to teach us Your ways, God, and we repent of our own selfish pride. We ask You to heal our land.

Let it begin with me. Let it begin with Your people. We are not our own–we want more than a comfortable life. We want to have kingdom impact, whatever it looks like. Show us how it’s done, God. Give us the grace to follow through on Your strategies. In Jesus.

For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. Psalm 139:13

I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I now live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me. Galatians 2:20

For the time is come that judgment must begin at the house of God: and if it first begin at us, what shall the end be of them that obey not the gospel of God? 1Peter4:17



Stardust. You Are Made of Stardust.


A poem in a word.

In March of this year, I met a few friends at a women’s conference in Joplin, Missouri, and while I was there, I had the great delight of meeting Elisabeth Cooper for the first time in person. She spoke at the conference that weekend, and she was stunning in every way.

After the Saturday night worship session, the leaders invited people to stay in the atmosphere, to linger in the space created for acknowledging God’s presence, and ask for a personal encounter for ourselves.

I stayed, grateful for the time. It is not easy to find quiet spaces in the clutch of life. These spaces and the sensitive souls who cultivate them are a tender gift.

I leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes, asking God to encounter me, to speak to me, to give me living water, fuel in my spirit.

What I saw, you might call it a vision; to me, it is a mystery that I ponder in my heart.

I prayed, and I saw an image of myself as an unborn child, curled up in a fetal position, in a swirl of life, and, as in a movie, the viewpoint panned backwards, and I could see more of the picture. I saw Jesus, and I was inside of Him, as an infant rests inside its mother. I saw Him put His huge hand in mine and draw me from inside of Him in a great unfurling.

As He unfurled me from the infant’s swirl, I grew up in fast-forward, from an infant to a woman. I wore a simple white gown, and I saw Him swirling me in the air, and all my limbs were stretched out like I was flying. In the white robe, and all stretched out, I looked like a five-pointed star, and behind me, the swirl became a nebula set in the ring of the galaxy.


I hovered in His hand before the swirl of pink and purple and blue and white.

And I heard Him say, “Stardust . . . You are made of stardust.”

And sitting in that quiet church, I laughed out loud at the beauty of it.

A moment like that, hearing His voice in prayer, can carry me a long time.

And I am satisfied to let it be a secret thing from the secret place of the Most High, not something I ever need to share, something between the Lord and me, something personal to fuel my spirit in the face of all the challenges of life. Something to say to myself when the world would say otherwise, “Stardust, Amy, remember, you are made of stardust.”

And that’s what I expected this mystery to be, a secret between Him and me, kept and treasured up in my heart.

When I got home from the conference on Sunday, my family had missed me, but it was late. We went to bed and started the week on Monday morning, hitting the ground running as usual, and I didn’t have a chance to talk to my daughter about her weekend until later on Tuesday.

Lily is eighteen, and she is an artist. She sketches dozens of pieces in a week to practice her technique, and she asked me, “Hey, Mom, did I show you the drawing I did while you were gone?”

No, I didn’t think she had. I waited for her to find it in her sketchbook.

She handed it to me.

“Lily. What is this?”

I had to look again. “Did I tell you what I saw at the conference?”

Blank stare.

“No, mom, you didn’t tell me anything about it. I’ve hardly seen you since you got home.”

She had drawn a woman in a white dress, with blue and pink and purple all around her, floating in a swirl of stars. And an I.V. bag attached to her arm, filling her with stardust.

She had drawn what I had seen, and I had not told her about it. And as beautiful as it is, Lily and I had not talked about this idea before this day, that a human being is made of stardust.

We stared at the drawing. We looked up at each other. We laughed.

We remain in awe at the voice of God and at the way He speaks to us through this piece, and so many other ways.

Lily’s love language with God is stars, and she is learning how to hear His voice.

He is teaching her.

And He is teaching me.


Today I’m praying for a quiet space for you, out of the clutch of life. A space where you can encounter God in a meaningful way, a way that confirms your faith and amplifies His voice, a space filled with stardust.

But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart. Luke 2:19

The End of Narcissism: Matthew 18 Strategy.

This post is the end of a seven-part series on narcissism. Previous links can be found at the bottom of this post. 


I’m wrapping up this year and my thoughts on narcissism with hope.

As I prayed through this series, I kept coming back to Matthew 18.

Following the Matthew 18 pattern requires a solid foundation in the group.

It’s a simple strategy. God’s ways usually are. Simple, but not always easy.

There is a plan here for dealing with issues that keep repeating. Matthew 18 is specific in that it is dealing with sin, but there is also an overriding tone of relational resolution and how it is to be borne out in this passage.

We need help with this process, in our own hearts and in the church.

First, go to your brother or sister by yourself, one-on-one, and bring your concerns. If they won’t listen, bring in a witness. If they still won’t listen, bring in a group. If they still won’t listen, they are showing that they do not value what the group values–they are making their own choice to remove themselves from intimate relationship in this context.

We need help with this process, in our own hearts and in the church.

Most people seem to have some hangups with these kinds of conversations, either seeing them as necessary but dreading them, or seeing them as cruel and wrong.

Many of us are convinced  that it is better to never say anything that rocks the boat in our relationships. We have been deceived into believing that being kind and being nice are the same.

But these kinds of conversations are part of kingdom relationships. That means there has to be a way to have them with love.

My mother always told me, “No one is perfect, but when you find someone who will work with you, they are worth the effort.”

The narcissist runs from the work of relationship because they equate it with rejection.

Nothing could be further from the truth.

When you find someone who will work with you, they are worth the effort. The narcissist, and in reality, many others, don’t realize that if a person is willing to come to them with these difficult things, it means they want more relationship, not less, and that they are worth all the awkward moments.

We have been deceived into believing that being kind and being nice are the same.

Doing the work of relationship is love, not hate. Mediation is not bullying. Accountability is not rejection.

My hope and my prayer is that our larger communities of church and family will see their role in helping to heal the narcissist as well as the wounds inflicted by the narcissistic personalities.

It makes sense that the narcissist cannot be dealt with alone. His oneness, his ultimate isolation, is his solace, but it is also his problem; he is his own world, and he simply moves along to other relationships when one gets too difficult or too real. His place in Godly community is part of his healing. We have to stand together in communities and families to let him know he is loved, but so is everyone else, and each one is worth fighting for.

I have seen so many narcissistic patterns that could have been quickly and effectively interrupted by a united front in a community or family if those involved had followed a Matthew 18 pattern.

But following that pattern requires a solid foundation in the group.

The narcissistic personality is a symptom of a group that is unwell–it is not simply an individual responsibility.

This is encouraging to me, because there are almost always healthy people in groups, families, communities, or churches who, when they realize their role, are willing and able to take the lead in pursuing health.

Like so many things, this issue will largely dissolve when leaders in communities see it for what it is and see their role in its healing.

I believe that true Christ-followers authentically want to do what’s right. We just need eyes to see, ears to hear, and hearts that understand.

And grace to follow through.

Part 1:  Signs You Could Be in Relationship with a Narcissist

Part 2:  Recognizing the Four Variants of Narcissism

Part 3:  Detachment:  A Response to Narcissism

Part 4:  Circus, Narcissism, and Circling Mountains

Part 5:  Narcissism and Relationships. When Should I Detach?

Part 6:  Life After the Smear Campaign


Today I’m praying for a culture shift.

For our perceptions of relationship work to change and line up with scripture.

For courage to do the work even in the face of resistance.

For a sense of unity and a refusal to be divided among healthy groups. For an increase in wisdom and discernment as we resist drama and seek growth together.

For eyes to see, ears to hear, and hearts that understand what is needed, and for the grace to follow through when we hear God’s voice.

For true love and healing to reign in our lives and in our communities.

In Jesus.

If your brother or sister sins, go and point out their fault, just between the two of you. If they listen to you, you have won them over. But if they will not listen, take one or two others along, so that ‘every matter may be established by the testimony of two or three witnesses.’ If they still refuse to listen, tell it to the church; and if they refuse to listen even to the church, treat them as you would a pagan or a tax collector. Truly I tell you, whatever you bind on earth will be bound in heaven, and whatever you loose on earth will be loosed in heaven. Matthew 18:15-18.

But blessed are your eyes, for they see, and your ears, for they hear. Matthew 13:16

Narcissism and Relationships: When Should I Detach?

Narcissism. Detachment.

What in the world is going on here? And how do I know when I should I detach in relationships?

Narcissism is so hard to deal with. Really, people are so hard to deal with a lot of the time, narcissism or not.

Here is my definition of detachment and when I exercise that detachment in relationships:

Detachment, to me, means that I try to keep a part of my mind separate from emotion and interactions, not out of any kind of coldness, but as an exercise of wisdom, to help me stay in prayer and in conversation with God as I am interacting with people, so that I can be aware of what is happening in my relationships in real time and make healthy decisions in the moment.

And, when do I exercise detachment? Always. Or at least I try.

The last few posts here at Lady the Fearless discussed narcissism, variants of narcissism, and the response of detachment.

In the post Detachment is Not a Dirty WordI gave my breakdown of the word “detachment” using Webster’s dictionary definition as a foundation:

One of Webster’s definitions for the word detachment is the state of being objective. 
Being objective means using sound judgement,
being impartial in the assessment of a situation and facts.
Those are good things.
Objectivity is wisdom.
Detachment is not coldness or abandonment. Detachment is wisdom.
So, for the purposes of this blog, the word detachment refers to a wise impartiality in the assessment of relationships.

Detachment is wisdom.

When is it not a good idea to apply a wise impartiality to relationships?
So. When is it a good idea to apply a wise impartiality to our relationships?
To be clear, detachment does not mean withholding love. It does not mean turning away or shutting people out of our lives. Creating emotional or physical space or distance in relationships is more accurately defined as drawing boundaries. 
Boundaries can be hallmarks of healthy relationships, and they can be an expression of detachment, but drawing boundaries and exercising detachment are two different things.
An example of a boundary might be saying no to a party invitation when we know we need rest, or not picking up a phone call when we know we need some down time. However, a person could say yes to both of those things while still exercising detachment.
Detachment refers to our ability to observe the state of our relationships objectively without being overwhelmed or blinded by emotion. So we could enjoy socializing at a party or chatting on the phone while still operating in a state of detachment.
I can go to a party while keeping a part of my mind and my heart out of all the action; I can talk on the phone while being aware of my own emotions and the dynamics of the conversation.
Detachment helps me see what I am doing and why I am doing it, and what the other person is experiencing and why they are experiencing it.
In other words, practicing detachment suggests that I care about understanding an experience as much as I care about having an experience.
Detachment says that I want to be mature in my encounters and learn how to be a better person and a better participant in relationships by practicing awareness. Detachment helps me to be aware of patterns and triggers and reactions in my interactions with others.

Detachment helps me see what I am doing and why I am doing it.

Detachment actually helps me be more connected, not less, to people in a healthy way.
As Dr. David Benner says, “The real goal of detachment is engagement. We detach so we can reorder our attachments, and, then, aligned and cooperating with the inflow of Grace into our deepest self, we can allow love to pass through us to touch and heal others in the world.”
When I first encountered the idea of detachment, I found it interesting, but also frustrating. I am naturally a very emotionally driven person, probably like most people, and even though I wanted to be more aware of my interactions as they were happening, I didn’t know how.

Three Tips on Practicing Detachment

These are my three top tips on practicing detachment in relationships:
1. The first step for me was just knowing that I wanted to be more aware. The simple act of wanting it helped me remember to pay attention and pray for greater awareness and wisdom as I encountered people throughout my day.
2. Next, I talked to people who seemed to understand this concept better than I did. I had a great Christian counselor who explained it very simply. “Until you feel like you are making healthier decisions and your relationships are healthier, keep it simple:  Never do anything with anyone unless you have one hundred percent peace of Christ.”

3. And, again, just this simple act of asking myself if I had the peace of Christ in a situation helped keep me from going into old patterns or default modes. And still today, mentally checking in with God and assessing the state of my spirit in the middle of meetings, phone calls, lunches, conversations, etc, momentarily pulls me out of my emotion and plugs me in to the heart of God. Asking myself, “Now, right now, in this moment–do I have the peace of Christ or not, and why?” It is a way to abide in Christ even as I am out and about in the world, a way to be in the world but not of it. Checking out of my own emotion and into His presence keeps me from mindlessly repeating patterns–it breaks into the unconscious and causes me to see circumstances in a new light.

Detachment is a crucial skill in dealing with narcissists or any person who is difficult for us, because it keeps us from getting dragged into unconscious patterns or destructive dramas.

Detachment is even important in dealing with people who are easy for us–it helps us keep from making idols out of our loved ones or falling into co-depency or enmeshment.

I’m praying for all of us to learn detachment, how to be in the world, but not of it, how to be consciously checked in to the heart of God.


What are some things you do to help you detach in healthy ways from passive emotion or mindless interactions? Please share in the comments! I’m still growing in this, and we can all learn from each other!

And the peace of God, which passes all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. Phil 4:7


Circus, Narcissism, and Circling Mountains

Hello, my friends! Hope you are having a great summer!

I’ve been away from my desk for the last couple of months, and I have missed being here at Lady the Fearless–but–wow, what a couple of months.

If you follow me on Facebook, you know that my friend Kimberly and I started a circus.

She Said Circus. A celebration of Kingdom arts and all the unexpected moves of the Holy Spirit.

So many great testimonies from that weekend.

Such a deposit of joy and creativity.

We saw physical and emotional healing at the Circus. We saw salvation. We saw artists released into their callings, and we saw so much joy. I think the thing we heard the most from almost everyone that came was, “I have never felt so alive! I feel so alive! For the first time in years, I feel ALIVE!”

You can find more information about the She Said Circus here.

We are planning on doing it again soon–hope you can join us! So far, we feel like it is a women’s event, but we may open it up to men at a later date.

When the Circus came to town, I was in the middle of a blog series on narcissism.

Next week, I’ll pick that series back up with the detachment post I’ve been promising!

For now, I want to say about narcissism that it is a spectrum disorder, like many mental disorders. That means that there is a spectrum of affected behaviors. And honestly, with this particular one, most of us fall somewhere on that spectrum and have tendencies to one or another expression of narcissism.

That means that it is important while we are looking at others and wondering, “Are they, or aren’t they?” that we also look at ourselves honestly and ask God, “Lord, where can I grow in this area? Where do I need to be healed so that I am not participating in the same stuff?”

It is the reasoning behind the biblical concept of “dying to self.”

Dying to ourself doesn’t mean denying ourselves every good expression of God, but it does mean accepting the fact that the flesh is selfish. And that means even our own flesh can be selfish. Even mine. Even yours. In other words, this is not a thing that only applies to “everyone else.”

We need to get healed of those things that cause the worst expressions of selfishness in our lives. We need to get healed of the things that cause us to act out in self-protective and self-preserving ways at the expense of others without us being aware of what we are doing.

In my experience with narcissistic behavior, that is generally the case.

I truly believe that many people are not aware of the ways that they hurt us, and they really don’t do most of it on purpose. It’s simply that they are so concerned with their own needs, they legitimately don’t see where their “need” encroaches on someone else. On yours, or on mine.

Think about the times you have really lost your temper. Were you intentionally focusing on bringing hurt to another person? Or were you actually just exhausted? Afraid of something? Really hurt about something else that had happened that day?

We have all done this.

We have all hurt someone else when we were focused on our own pain.

The scary thing about doing this, and particularly about allowing it to become a behavior pattern, is that people can lose touch with reality. Depending on the severity of triggers and of certain fears in relationship with you, reality can become displaced by the wounding and confusion in their minds.

For example, you may want to have a conversation with someone about how a certain issue in your relationship could be improved, but all they hear is attack, attack, attack. Many of these people have severe childhood trauma associated with abusive parental punishment or abandonment.

So, your simple, “Hey, can we talk about this?” may translate in their minds to “YOU ARE WRONG, AND YOU ARE ABOUT TO BE SEVERELY PUNISHED.”

Dealing with issues can be a trigger for them to the point that they confuse you in their mind with abusive people from the past. They may react with unreasonable fear or disproportionate emotion. They may attack you physically or verbally. They may lie about you, saying that you actually did the abusive things that they were afraid you would do or that others have done to them.

Because of a broken personality, you get caught in a crossfire of a false reality.

But in their mind, it is real.

I have such tremendous compassion for the pain that they are going through. At the same time, this situation clearly is impossible to deal with, especially one-on-one.

If the person you are trying to communicate with confuses you with past abusers or assumes that you will behave in the same way as past abusers in their mind, you will get nowhere with them in a one-on-one scenario.

Prayer is always the most powerful, and, sometimes, the only thing we can do. Learning detachment, bringing in witnesses, even using legal counsel may be needed at some point. I’ll get to that in later posts.

But for the purpose of this post, for now, it is up to us to hold ourselves to the same scrutiny. Psychology statistics suggest that relatively few people are true, full-blown narcissists. However, because narcissism is a spectrum of mild to extreme (even criminal) selfishness, most of us can relate, at least somewhat, to the challenges a full-blown narcissist might face. Rather than only looking outward and analyzing everyone else, the healthy thing to do is balance that relationship evaluation with personal evaluation.  With God’s help, I am the only person I have any power to change.

We can take the time we are waiting to see change in our friends and family to ask ourselves honestly, and ask God, and even some trusted friends, “What about me? I know what my family member/my spouse/my friend/my co-worker does, but what about me? Do I ever do this? Do I ever exhibit any degree of these behaviors myself?”

If we are being honest, most of us are going to say “yes” to these questions in at least some areas, under certain conditions. 

While we wait on our loved ones to get healed and change, we can take some of that time to work on ourselves. To let God have His healing way in us.

Rather than feeling condemnation, failure, hopelessness, bitterness, rage, or any number of negative shameful responses, God wants to use our vulnerability to grow us into the person He dreamed of when He built the foundations of the earth.

He will help us become the best version of ourselves if we submit to His processes.

There is a saying in some circles, “Going around the same mountain.” It means something like, “Dealing with the same issue over and over and never getting past it.” I don’t want to go around and around the same mountain all my life. Even if it hurts a little to see my faults, I want to face them, give them to God, and let Him move me past them in His time.

When I do this, I will certainly be faced with a new mountain, and I may go around it a few times.

But I don’t want to get stuck there.

I don’t want any of us to get stuck. Anywhere.

I’m praying for our mountains. That we overtake them rather than running mindlessly around them for the rest of our lives, wondering why we never seem to advance.

I’m praying for breakthrough. For healing and victory. For seeing the substance of things hoped for, manifest faith and love in our lives.

For complete and total healing, for the death of the flesh, that the new man can rise up.

Can rise up, and run.


Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. Heb 11:1

Therefore confess your sins to each other and pray for each other so that you may be healed. The prayer of a righteous person is powerful and effective. Jas 5:16

Knowing this, that our old self was crucified with Him, in order that our body of sin might be done away with, so that we would no longer be slaves to sin; for he who has died is freed from sin. Rom 6:6-7

Let us run with endurance the race that is set before us. Heb 12:1

Detachment: A Response to Narcissism.

It’s not a dirty word.
But it sounds like one to some people. When they hear the word detachment, they think of coldness or abandonment.
And while detachment may sometimes involve physically walking away from a situation, it actually has more to do with the way we allow our emotions to be engaged by someone else’s behavior and choices.

Detachment is not a dirty word.

One of Webster’s definitions for the word detachment is
the state of being objective.
Being objective means using sound judgement, being impartial in the assessment of a situation and facts.
Those are good things.
Objectivity is wisdom.
Detachment is not coldness or abandonment. Detachment is wisdom.

If I hadn’t learned to detach emotionally from abusive personalities, I would never have done the things I needed to do–protect my kids, nurture my marriage, invest in my own physical health.

Detachment is wisdom.


I would not enjoy anything about life. Nothing.

I would be constantly questioning myself. I would feel tremendous unwarranted shame. I would be filled with latent rage and anxiety. I would be physically sick.

I would feel dead inside.

And I would have let those people do it to me, and in my permission, I would have been complicit.

If I had not detached emotionally from their issues, if I had not said, “You can do that if you want to, but I’m not going there. I’ll be over here. I’ll always be here. I’ll always love you. But I am not going down that road with you. Your choice,” if I had not said no, I would have been saying yes to the lies, the cruelty, the insanity, the neglect–all the abuse.

Detachment says, “I’m not going to be your partner in crazy. I’m not going to participate. I’m not cooperating with your efforts to hurt us both. I’m going to do the opposite. I’m going to detach so that I don’t pour fuel on your fire, into your vehicle of madness. And not only that, I’m going to detach so that you get to see detachment modeled. Calm in the face of circumstance, I’m going to model it for you.”

And even more importantly, detachment says, “I’m not going to respond in kind to emotion or manipulation. I’m not going to put a spell on you by employing my gifts to anesthetize you. In fact, I’m going to do the opposite. I’m going to put a hold on the flow of my gifts so that I don’t stand in as a substitute for what you really need—JESUS. I’m going to unplug so that you can encounter the Lord and receive ministry from Him.”

If I had not detached, I would have been saying “yes” to the abuse.


Detachment lets people know that we are not their god, and we will not play God for them in any way.

When I had kids, I saw the things people did and had done in a different light. The kids needed to be protected—spiritually, mentally, emotionally, and physically.

Detachment says, “I’m not going to be your partner in crazy.”


It made me see that I should have been protected too.

But because I was not protected, I realized that, as an adult, I had work to do.

I had to learn to become a protector of any seed of God, or anything God was trying to birth in me or around me. The kids, yes, but also the things in me that had never been given their day. I had destiny in me. I could feel it. But I didn’t lead with it, I didn’t know how to carry it.

So destiny got stuffed and apologized for until it came out in explosions of frustration in every direction, toward my children, toward my husband, toward myself, physical sickness, rage.

Detachment became a path out of the mess and into order. Detachment made a space for the things God wanted to do in and around me.

Detachment says, “I’m not going to play God for you.”


In Mark, Jesus corrects the Pharisees when they try to take everything the people have and leave them nothing to take care of their families. It is not right to drain someone and leave them empty when they have a territory to protect and provide for, even if we say it is for God.

Some people really want to work on themselves and change. They are reachable. They are teachable. They are the people that teachers call “little sponges.” They soak up everything you say and they apply it. These people can be needy and tiresome and hard to deal with—but you will see fruit. They are worth every bit of effort and time you pour into them. Your time with them is fruitful. The fruit is evidence that they are receiving you and that the time you’re spending with them is not wasted.

But not everyone responds to you in this way. Not everyone receives you. And even scripture tells us that this is their choice.

There are other kinds of relationships in our lives. There are people that want to bring you the same drama every day and use your energy to get them through the next half hour and never change anything—no matter how much time you spend praying, and listening, and offering advice and help and money, and on and on, and nothing ever changes—this is not fruitful.

There is an element of witchcraft involved in the drama of the people who bring that drama and never change.

There is no good fruit here.

Where there is never any fruit, I heard the Holy Spirit say one time, “The repetitive fruitless cycle is evidence that they are not receiving you.”

Where they don’t receive you, where they don’t receive the message of wisdom and true love and the soundness of the gospel, shake the dust off your feet and leave that house or that town.

I work hard and sacrifice every day to build what I’m building. My home is peaceful. It’s the first thing almost everyone says when they come in. That’s not by accident. My kids are well adjusted and on a good path. My marriage is happy and friendly and joyful and alive. We have our challenges, but I am doing things I’m meant to do, things I feel called to do.

If I let fruitless drama distract me from these things, I am trashing the calling on my life. I’m robbing my family of the things that they should get from me first. And it is not someone else’s fault if I let drama distract me; it is mine.

Loving people doesn’t mean doing whatever they want you to do, especially when it contradicts the thing God has asked you to do.

If I allow fruitless drama to bring distraction, I am trashing the calling on my life.


Eyes on One Thing. That’s all I have time for. Run with me, and I’ll run with you all day. Throw distractions at my feet, and I will detach so fast you won’t even see the vapor.

In the next post I’ll talk about the ways I discern  what God is showing me about detachment, when detachment is needed, and the different ways you can detach in different situations.

For now, I hope this post gives a new look at a healthy approach to dealing with narcissism and any abusive relationship.

Detachment is not a dirty word.

In fact, it is a tangible and fruitful expression of wisdom and a way to stay focused on the calling God has placed on your life.


Father, I pray for anyone in an abusive relationship to have eyes to see clearly what is happening. I pray for their ability to emotionally detach from the situation, to see it with Your eyes. Your ways are not our ways, and sometimes, the things You say are loving and unloving don’t make sense to human minds. Give us True Love for people and True Wisdom. Give us actions that actually do good rather than simply feeling good, actions that manifest Kingdom love versus some earthly imitation.

Help us know when to detach emotionally, those places where we can’t let our guard down because there is more going on than meets the eye. Help us feel Your release on detachment, to know it’s not cruel or mean to distance ourselves from a person so that we can both be closer to You, so that we hear Your voice louder than we hear each other.

And we pray for all the hurting people in our lives. We confess our tendencies to try to play God for people and want to fix it all. I pray that You show us how to get out of the way and let them encounter You directly, how to let them feel conviction that leads to change, how to let them feel Your love without us always having to be the conduit.

Let Your will be done and Your Kingdom come, in us and in all our relationships, as it is in Heaven. In Jesus’ name, amen.

You say that if anyone declares that what might have been used to help their father or mother is Corban (that is, devoted to God)—then you no longer let them do anything for their father or mother. Thus you nullify the word of God by your tradition that you have handed down. And you do many things like that. Mk 7:11-13

If anyone will not welcome you or listen to your words, leave that home or town and shake the dust off your feet. Mt 10:14

Recognizing the 4 Variants of Narcissism

Last week, I wrote a post about narcissism.

I have known a lot of narcissists in my life.

Recently, a friend of mine who has a degree in psychology reminded me of the four variants of narcissism. I had read them before, but because most of the narcissists I know fall into one category, “The Diva/Queen/Little King,” I sometimes forget about the variants. However, I have known someone in every category.

Most personality disorders fall on a spectrum, or a way of measuring something along a continuum. The variants described in this post are points on the continuum, not isolated events or types. And, all of us fall somewhere on the narcissistic continuum–it’s the nature of the flesh to cater to itself.

In some cases, the mental health approach is getting away from specifying behaviors and variants in order to emphasize the idea of a sliding spectrum from vulnerable (The Streetchild) to grandiose (The Devil.) This approach avoids labeling someone with an identity that they can never shake, either in their mind or in ours, and there is value in not taking on a negative label.

But there is also value in understanding the problems that you are dealing with, either in yourself or in a relationship with someone else. Learning the variants has helped me understand people in my life. When I read a description and recognize it, it helps me know how to move forward in those situations. “I’m not crazy. This thing is real. Ok. Now what.”

At the root of most narcissistic behavior is a terrible fear that the person is unlovable, a fear that they will be abandoned or rejected, and, because they view all relationships through this lens, they think they have to demand anything they will ever get in relationship. Their need to control people and protect themselves from criticism stems from this fear.

There are probably as many variations on narcissism as there are people on the planet, but there are four main ones that some professionals recognize as common patterns. I’m giving them my own names today, but you will find similar definitions if you research under these terms for Borderline Personality Disorder:  Waif, hermit, queen, and witch. (BPD and NPD are slightly different. Some people consider them to be degrees of the same problem. Others see them as completely different disorders. I see them as different expressions of the same root. I believe the DSM-V expresses the difference in terms of behaviors in personal relationships–the Borderline–versus interactions with everyone in their community–the Narcissist.)

Knowing the variants can make sense out of seemingly senseless behaviors and help you understand why you feel so frustrated with certain people at times. It’s important to remember that we all fall somewhere on the spectrum of narcissism, so just because you may recognize a behavior here or there, it doesn’t mean you or someone else is a certified narcissist. It simply means we are all human and battle some degree of self-absorption and fear. A person would have to embody nearly every symptom, combined with other markers that can be found in the DSM-V, to be truly diagnosed as a narcissist.

So, I am not a psychologist, but these are my observations combined with things I have learned over the years.

Four Common Variants of Narcissism


  1. The Streetchild. This variant is usually more introverted, on the vulnerable end of the narcissist spectrum. They use vulnerability, neediness, and weakness to control others, rather than being completely overt dominators. They are  hypersensistive, hypermodest, and easily offended or wounded. They are extremely self-critical and insecure. They get attention mostly by sharing their problems or needs–health, relationships, etc. They are not grandiose in the sense of having a huge personality, usually being more shy or shrinking personalities, but in the sense of having a huge focus on and fascination with negativity and evil and how terribly hurt they are by that evil. They are energy drains, only wanting to talk about problems–how they have been mistreated, all the bad things in the world, how they can’t get ahead in life, etc–and no matter how many times you offer suggestions or solutions, they will never implement them, and you will be guaranteed to have the same conversation over and over again. They try to drag you down with them, not relating to your strengths, but having an eerie ability to hone in on the smallest weakness or insecurity. They will question you about things that you enjoy or feel are going along ok in your life. “Really?” they will ask, “Really? Are you really happy there? Are you really feeling ok? Do you really feel good about that thing you’re wearing or that thing you did?” If you aren’t aware of what they are doing, you may feel weakened around them and begin to question yourself and your choices, when, just a moment earlier, you felt strong and were perfectly happy.
  2. The Loner. This variant is also more introverted but somewhat higher functioning than the Streetchild because the negativity is projected on to others rather than  themselves. They tend to obsessively withdraw and show reclusive behavior when they aren’t forced to interact. They may choose careers where they don’t have to be around people. They will find excuses to avoid all social interactions. Their pets are often not socialized; their homes are not welcoming. This is not by accident–they do these things purposefully, if not always consciously. They set their lives up to be left alone. They channel their fear of relationships by behaving as though they don’t want them at all. It’s easier that way. They are better, cleaner, more responsible, etc, than everyone else, and they don’t want to be contaminated by associating with the unwashed masses. They may secretly feel rejected, not realizing that they set up their world to have no friends. They fear rejection, so they reject everyone else before they have a chance to be rejected themselves–therefore, they reap rejection and don’t always know why.
  3. The Diva or Little King. This variant is the most common that I have experienced. This one is the grandiose, the flashy, the magnetically attractive personality. This type makes everyone around them feel special–at first. They are masters at winning someone over, no matter who they are. They are highly social extroverts and master networkers. This one is probably the most socially successful of the variants in Western culture. They behave like “stars.” Until. Someone disagrees with them or draws a boundary? Insanely unreasonable tantrums, insults, fits, accusations, lies, gaslighting, demands, and other forms of emotional abuse erupt out of them as they protest what they see as rejection. They want to be worshipped. Anything less in relationship is terrifying to them. They will share their successes, but they don’t care about yours. And while anything that goes right is because of them, anything that goes wrong is because of you or someone else. They don’t know how to calmly do the work of healthy relationship–to respect boundaries, to trust, or to compromise. “My way–or my way at any cost” is their motto.
  4. The Devil. This variant is at the ultimate far end of the grandiose narcissistic spectrum. This person takes all the difficulties of the Diva and ramps them up to eleven. There is less charm, less concern with winning people over or networking, and more overt control. If you’ve seen the movie Bernie, Ms. Nugent would fall into this category. Also in Agatha Christie’s novel, Appointment with Death, Mrs. Boynton could represent this variant. For whatever reason, this person has enough social currency- family respect, money, fame, governmental power, etc–that they don’t have to be charming to get what they want, and they actually prefer being disagreeable. They like being nasty and watching people cater to them because of the power they wield. They are master mental manipulators. Crushing other people’s personalities, joy, and egos by manipulation is a hobby to them. It’s entertaining, and it is a rewarding proof to them that they hold the power in the relationship. It is the ultimate exertion of keeping others weak and dependent on them so that they will never leave them. And no matter how horrible they behave to those that they control, they will expect complete devotion from them. If anyone tries to correct them or hold them accountable, they will either fly into a classic narcissistic rage, or they will suddenly switch off all power and play the victim: “How could you talk to me like that? You know I’m old/sensitive/sick/have no friends/etc?” How they respond to criticism usually depends on who is watching. They will never take any responsibility for the mental prisons they create. “If you feel imprisoned, leave! The way you feel is all your fault,” according to this personality.

So. Yuck.

When I think about narcissism, or any personality disorder, I always stop and recognize that these people are hurting deep down, whether they acknowledge that pain or not.

They need prayer, healing, deliverance.

Sometimes we need to detach emotionally to be able to be healthy ourselves. Next week, I’ll talk more about detachment and the different forms it can take. For now, I pray for our friends and family, co-workers and other people in our communities who struggle with narcissism in some form.

This post is Part Two in a series. For Part One, click here. Part Three coming next week.


All the schemes of the enemy serve one purpose–to kill, steal, and destroy the abundant life that Christ died to give us.

No matter how difficult the situation, nothing is too hard for God. 

With your help, I can advance against a troop, with my God, I can scale any wall. Psalm 18:29


Signs You Could Be in Relationship with a Narcissist. Part 1.

In Greek mythology, Narcissus was a beautiful young man, and Echo was the nymph who fell in love with him.

Echo pursued Narcissus, calling after him, and Narcissus ran by a forest stream. As he passed the water, he glanced down and caught a glimpse of his reflection. Taken by what he saw, he knelt by the water and gazed into his own eyes, mesmerized by the sight of himself.

Narcissus stayed where he was, obsessed with the image in the water, talking to himself about himself, until he withered away into a tiny flower by the stream, ostensibly the flower we know today as Narcissus.

And we take our word narcissism from this story. But in reality, someone who cannot look away from their own reflection is usually more afraid that it will disappear, more afraid that the good thing they think they see is not real, than they are in love with themselves.

Narcissists create a narrative around their lives, and all the people in them, a story that presents the image they want to project. They will do everything in their power to control the image, the way that they are perceived, ultimately because they believe that they can only be loved if they are perfect.

Of course no one is perfect, so the image and the narrative are doomed to fail.

All of us have some characteristics of narcissism, being obsessed with ourselves or fearful of being seen as less than perfect, from time to time.

It’s ok. No one is perfect.


When we let these feelings lead us instead of trusting God to love us and work through us and be there for us, we become self-reliant. And self-reliance is not very reliable. We are finite beings playing an infinite game. Winning that game is purely dependent on who we look to as our champion. When we try to fill the role of champion for ourselves, we set ourselves up to fail. Only God is big enough to champion us, only God can cover all our shortcomings and work all things for our good.

The narcissist needs affirmation, reassurance that they are lovable. They create a persona that gets attention and rewards, so their personalities are often larger than life, charming and grandiose. When they focus their laser charm on you, it is hard to resist, especially if you have not encountered this personality before.

Winning your attention will become a marker of success for the narcissist. You have something the narcissist wants in his or her life, and you will be seen as part of their perfect narrative, until you are drawn into the story.

But once you are a part of their story, you become subject to the same love/hate relationship that the narcissist has with himself. He does see some good things about himself and blows them up in the public eye. But he becomes exhausted by maintaining an extreme image, so he explodes in private and indulges in self-medicating vices. When he comes face-to-face with his flaws, he is disgusted and hates himself. It is a vicious cycle, and once you are connected with him personally, you are in it with him.

Everything the narcissist does flows from a foundation of proving that he is lovable, which, in her mind, equals being perfect and brilliant and wonderful and successful all the time.  (i.e.:  Always right, never wrong, nothing is their fault, etc.)

Trusting God and knowing that He loves us just as we are, imperfections and all, is the ultimate antidote for narcissism.


This kind of pressure results in some desperate and destructive behaviours in relationships. I am not a psychologist, but I have known quite a few people with varying degrees of narcissism, and I’ve noticed some things that most of them have in common.

First, I’ll tell you a story of narcissism, then I’ll follow with a short list of signs that you could be in relationship with a narcissist.

A Story of Narcissism

One beautiful day, you meet a dashing new friend or love interest. The relationship starts out as the most exciting, interesting, and compelling relationship of your life. You didn’t know people like this existed outside of Hollywood. Charming, grand, hilarious, or on the other end, extremely gifted, but unusually broken and needy, either way, this personality is larger than life, and they need you. They want to date you, mother you, father you, hire you, or be mentored by you. They seem to be the person you’ve been waiting for. You feel extremely flattered to be included in their world.

However. After a few months of a whirlwind, the facade starts to break down. The exciting gentleman you are seeing doesn’t show up for a date. When you call to ask him about it, he explodes, screaming and yelling at you about something that happened two weeks ago, and he fights dirty, using personal insults and humiliating language. You have no idea what happened and feel completely devastated. He calls in a day or two and acts like nothing happened and mentions he is getting over a cold. The next day he sends you a dozen roses at work and comes by to take you to lunch at your favorite, very expensive, restaurant. The girls at your job can’t believe how lucky you are. You decide that he was just sick, and that this was a fluke. It won’t happen again.

A couple of weeks later, it happens again. And you are, again, devastated. This time, though, it’s bigger. Maybe he didn’t take the dog out for you at lunch like he promised, and you come home to a disaster, or he offered to take your car to be serviced, but you find out he never actually did it when your car breaks down by the side of he road, and you are stranded. Disasters begin to be commonplace with this person, because they cannot live up to all the promises they make. You don’t know this, but you are not the only one he is making promises to. He cannot be the grand and perfect person he thinks he needs to be to be loved, and so he fails in every relationship eventually.

You are still madly in love, who wouldn’t be? The things he said in the beginning were the things you had always hoped you would hear, needed to hear, but never had heard them in a relationship before. He meets needs you didn’t even know you had. He is the most exciting man in the world. And he needs you too. He says he does. And you can tell he needs you from some of the ridiculous things that go on in his life. But the craziness has got to stop. He’s worth working for, but you are going to have to deal with some of these issues.

You fix a nice dinner and invite him over. You start eating and tell him, “We need to talk.” He looks shocked and taken aback, but you have seen this face before and are starting to think it’s a bit of a con. “No. We really need to talk.” And before you can even get five words out, he stands up, furious, and throws his glass across the room and punches a hole in the wall, all the while screaming at you that this whole things is your fault because you are such a stupid idiot. Your dog should be put to sleep. etc. Oh, and getting stranded in your car by the side of the road? Never happened. You are lying to try to get your way and get money from him. He leaves.

You fall on the floor crying and have no idea what happened. “I just wanted to talk to you,” you cry as you look around the room at the broken glass and plaster.

Signs You Could Be in Relationship with a Narcissist

  1. Larger than life personality, either unusually dynamic, or unusually in need.
  2. The first 2-3 months are “perfect.”
  3. After those first months, huge problems begin to emerge. We ignore red flags or don’t see them at all because they don’t match up with who we thought the person was. We find excuses for certain behaviours and hope they won’t happen again.
  4. They happen again, and we decide to have a loving conversation and do the work of relationship with the person, establishing boundaries, improving communication, etc.
  5. When we confront, even gently, the narcissist cannot handle it. Their imperfection is out in the open, and it is terrifying to them. It is proof that they are not lovable, and even while you are saying you love them, they can’t seem to hear you. They go to extremes to defend themselves, including violent outbursts, lying, screaming, personal insults, abusive language, making up grandiose excuses, punching or breaking things, etc.
  6. And, every single problem, every single thing they do is somehow your fault. You made them do it.
  7. Because of the way they react when you ask about a situation, you begin to feel like the crazy one. Narcissists do something called “gaslighting,” like the man in the story saying the woman’s car never broke down. They will lie and say that you are the one lying. You begin to question yourself and the way you remember certain events and conversations.  In fact, they begin to project and accuse you of doing every single thing that they do. You feel like you are losing your grip on reality.

I recently did a Facebook video on this topic, and the response I had in terms of messages and comments, phone calls and texts, was overwhelming. Many of us have encountered this personality, or are in relationship with one currently. It’s good to know you aren’t losing your mind. But now what?

Most narcissists are in need of deep emotional healing. But to seek healing, you have to admit something is wrong in the first place. Admitting imperfection is terrifying to the narcissist, and they usually will not go  to therapy. If they do go, they will resist going deep, or they will use their charm and ability to reason to convince  the therapist that they are there because of you. If you go to therapy with a narcissist, go to a Christian counselor who understands this problem and can recognize it.

It’s good to know you aren’t losing your mind. But now what?


It is the most insecure people, often the ones who have been harmed in childhood, the ones whose identity has been stripped from them through trauma and abuse, the ones who have the most to prove and fear that not even God is for them all the time,  who have the greatest need to control their images.

I have seen a very few narcissists improve over time. The only ones I know who have shown any kind of marked change are those who found a deep relationship with God and allowed Him to reassure them and speak into their lives.

Trusting God and knowing that He loves us just as we are, imperfections and all, is the ultimate antidote for narcissism.

A truly confident man or woman is not obsessed with their own image. Confident people can look away from themselves without fearing that their image will disappear. Those who make God their confidence know that He holds them in the palm of His hand. They can look away from their image because He never does.


In the rest of this series, I will share a little more of my experience in relationship with narcissists, the variants of narcissism, and some possible approaches to resolving issues with the narcissist.

In the meantime, know that I’m praying for you and your loved ones to be set free of this stronghold. 

Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the LORD your God will be with you wherever you go. Joshua 1:9


A Perfect Moment: {STOP}

This week.

So many things clamoring. So much demanding attention.

I don’t know about you, but my personal life is a roller coaster.

Surgery in January. A close death in our family. Homeschooling three kids. Graduating a senior.

Just doing dishes has been a challenge. I’ve been sleeping under a pile of waiting-to-be-folded laundry at the end of my bed for a week. It’s kind of like another blanket.

The last couple of months were a blur as life and errands and kids and tasks and grief and joy rushed by.

And then, one night this week, it rained.

Like, really rained.

The sky poured. Pounded on the roof and on my windows, the most comforting sound.

I put on new flannel pajamas. I picked up a mystery that I had waiting by my bed and climbed under the covers. And the laundry.

The dark and the rain and the novel and the blankets wrapped me up in a beautiful pause. I needed this.

I heard little feet and looked up.

My youngest stood next to the bed in her pajamas, holding a teddy bear and a worn copy of The Secret Garden.

She looked at me with big green eyes as the thunder rolled.

“You want to join me?” I asked her.

She smiled a little sheepish smile. And jumped on the bed.

We pulled up the down comforter and read in the lamplight.

A few minutes later, my husband came in. He lay down next to us and put on his glasses and started reading the news and checking the weather.

It was a perfect family moment. I smiled and read on.  My mystery turned a corner. I shivered.

And then my head jerked up.

I looked over at my husband, sleepy and checking on all the things.

I looked at my daughter, head on my shoulder, teddy held tight, book in hand.

I looked out the window, the dark night, the rain drizzling down the glass.

And I looked around my room.

I felt solid and slow and electrified and aware all at once, like time folded in on itself and expanded simultaneously, the two ends of time swelling out and meeting like a ribbon or an ocean wave, right on top of me in my bed.

That’s the best I can do to explain it.

Arrested in a moment. Time stopping, but speeding up, and you have to grab it to make it count.

Once, when my oldest daughter was a toddler, I sat in the floor with her in our living room, playing with a puzzle. I was like most young parents, I think, in that I wanted to play with her, but I had a list running through my mind of all the other things that needed to be done. Clean the bathroom. Make some phone calls. Go to the store. Start supper. And laundry. Always laundry.

I loved watching the careful way she picked up the pieces, how she tried to put them in place with fingers that didn’t quite know how to do what she wanted.

I loved the way her hair curled over her round pink cheeks and the serious expression on her baby face. Intelligence incubating in sweetness. Pure vulnerability trusting me to teach her independence, the paradox of parenting. Precious, perishable time.

But the to-do list. It nagged at me. My own need for busyness. I felt restless, but I hadn’t yet let myself run away.

Lily looked at me, frowning, and held out a piece of the puzzle.

I reached out to take it, and over her shoulder, I saw the stop sign on the corner outside my window.

And that thing, that Minkowski spacetime thing, it happened again.

Time stood still, and yet I could feel it racing on, straining against the clock. Everything froze and blurred except the sign, and it grew larger and clearer and threatened to outshine the sun.

Huge and clear in white letters on a bright red field in front of my eyes.


And I felt a buzzing like a light shock from an old refrigerator, and yet, also, a first-waking morning drowsiness. An awareness, and yet a stillness.

And I looked at her. And back at the sign.

And I stopped. And I told myself–it can wait. All the nagging to-dos. They could wait.

And I looked at at my daughter as through a frozen glass, she so clear, and misted white light all around her.

It’s a snapshot in my mind.

Like the other night.

The rain and the books and the dark windows and warm blankets and my husband and my daughter.

A perfect moment.


Stop and seize the time.

If you haven’t done it in a while, do it now.

Stop. Really stop. Lay down your phone. Put down the coffee and the stuff in your hands. Take a breath. Feel your feet, they are cold, or they are warm, in socks or shoes or bare on the floor. Be aware of your shoulders, your forehead, your scalp, all the parts of you that get forgotten in all the hustle of all the days.

Who is in front of you? Look. See. They are there for a reason, a divine appointment.

God, what would you have me do? What do they need? He is beautiful. She is beautiful.

Be grateful.

Thank you, God. For my feet. For my hands. For this moment. For the sensations, pleasant or unpleasant, that let me know that I am alive, stirred, charged, tingling, electric.



Seize life! Eat bread with gusto! Drink wine with a robust heart. Oh, yes! God takes pleasure in your pleasures. Dress festively every morning. Don’t skimp on colors and scarves. Relish life with the spouse you love each and every day of your precarious life. Each day is God’s gift–it’s all you get in exchange for the hard work of staying alive. Make the most of each one! Whatever turns up, grab it and do it. And heartily! This is your last and only chance at it, for there’s neither work to do nor thoughts to think in the company of the dead, where you’re most certainly headed. Ecc 9:7-10







One Simple Way to Stay in Joy

This post originated on Facebook as an encouragement for the holidays. I’m putting it here so it’s easier to find. We have challenging people in our lives year-round. Staying in joy!

You are an atmosphere changer. You change the quality of the air around you wherever you go.

But when you battle a heavy atmosphere, you may not always feel the change you are creating.

Sometimes the heaviness can feel more intense as you stand against it. It is not floating downstream, but swimming upstream that makes you feel the force of the current.

One time, I asked the Lord, “How do I keep my joy in the face of insults, anger, and competition? How do I show grace when I feel like arguing or defending myself? Or when I just feel like crying and giving up?”

I heard Him say, “Smile at me. Just look up, and smile at me. You love because of me, you’re doing this for me–smile at me!”

I want to be joyful and happy, but I seriously do not always feel like smiling at people. And they don’t always make it easy.

But just hearing Him say it made me smile, and I thought, “Ok, I’ll try it.”

There are studies about what happens when we smile, endorphins released, etc, but I had never thought about smiling at the Lord as a way to hold on to joy.

I had a dinner meeting with a group of people soon after that prayer. By the time we sat down to eat, I was already annoyed and battling insults and offense. I excused myself to ‘check on something,’ and as I stepped away, I gritted my teeth in a huge forced grin, and I looked up, and I started talking. “Here I am! I’m SMILING! See me SMILING?!? I’m smiling at You! I love You! I’m here for You! You make me smile! No one else has to make me smile because YOU MAKE ME SMILE!!!”

It was mad smiling, a little forced, but it made me laugh. It was truly a sacrifice of praise in that moment, but it was funny. It was something you would do with a best friend.

Just look up, and smile at me!


It reminded me that I wasn’t there alone. He was smiling back.

He gets how hard people can be. And He loves them too. And He and I, we are tag-teaming it. And He’s smiling and winking back at me, “You got this!!!”

I started sneaking off to get a dose of joy from my Father about every fifteen minutes. Just off to the side, wherever, and I would just look up and smile.

Truth? Those people didn’t act the best that day.

But, it’s actually a great memory for me. God shows Himself real when we let Him. I had a blast that day with my Daddy in Heaven, my best friend.

As we have parties and dinners and meetings and gatherings with people who may be hard to love, I pray we remember to SMILE at God! It plugs us in to the huge source of all joy.

And that joy, the  joy of the Lord, it makes us strong.


Do not sorrow, for the joy of the Lord is your strength. Neh 8:10b