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Enter the Throne Room
One of the most fascinating places I have ever visited was Versailles, the palace of Louis XVI. We were shown many different areas of the palace, and the one that we saw last was the lavish throne room itself. The first thing that I noticed upon entering the throne room was that it was so very elaborate that you automatically started speaking in a hushed whisper. This is the only personal experience I have ever had of a throne room. When Louie XVI was at Versailles, as well as his predecessors, one did not just walk into the throne room to go before the king. You had to receive special…
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The Tribute
Dear friends, in my last post I shared how challenging my formative years were and how much resentment I harbored towards my father. Year after year I found myself mired in a cycle of bitterness, regardless of how hard I tried to escape it. I was not just walking through the valley, I was settling in it. Then God showed me the way out of the valley to the mountaintop, a path which has revolutionized my life. One day in the spring of 1995, God allowed me to get a glimpse of my dad through His eyes, and I have never been the same. The catalyst that started the healing…
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Katie Bar the Door
Dear friends, as you know, I am in the process of writing a book on healing. The Lord has been prompting me for some time to write it sharing life lessons, encouragement, and hope for the future along the way. I have walked through many valleys before I came to a place of healing in my own life that I can share with others. Both of my parents were alcoholics, and as you can imagine, there was never a shortage of pain that came from being raised in a home like that. With seven mouths to feed, money was always stretched thin. On the positive side, my father believed in…
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Good in our Future
Today I have been meditating on the scripture Romans 8:28, “All things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose” (NKJV). I have heard that scripture quoted many times over the years, and yet when I was walking through “the valley of the shadow of death” experience the moment that I found out my mom had passed away, those words sounded very hollow to me. I remember crying out to God the day she died and asking the proverbial question, “why”? How could taking the only source of love in my short broken life work together for my good? I…
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Set Free
Let me step back into my journey with you for a moment, so you can appreciate what I am saying. From an early age I felt resented for being born. I knew my mother loved me, but with six other children to feed, did she really want me? Even at a young age I could sense my father did not. My parents came from an era that if you had a problem of any kind, you did not talk about it. So when I was a young child, I never understood what the problems were in my family. Anyway, I was too busy trying to survive. So was my mother,…
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Break Every Chain
This morning the Lord awakened me at 4:00 AM with the song in my spirit “Break Every Chain” by Jesus Culture. We sang this song last night at prayer meeting. As I drove home from church, I could not stop saying these words to myself: “There is power in the name of Jesus!” “What does that really mean?” I thought to myself as I drove down the deserted street. Then I began to understand that the power in the name of Jesus is unfathomable to the human mind. That is why we must believe it in our spirit. Think about it. At the mention of His name, the devil has…
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Even Heroes Make Mistakes
To help me grapple with shadows of the past that I needed to make peace with, I first had to delve deeper into my mother’s history to understand the woman who nurtured and shaped me. Her name was Cecil Irene, but everyone called her Bobbie. When she was young, she had a Bobbie haircut, and the nickname stuck with her all her life. Bobbie was born in the small Alabama town of Cordova, where poverty was rampant and education was limited. The only employment available for young girls at that time was service jobs of some sort. Hers was waiting on people in a small town diner. As a young…
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My First Hero
Dear Friends, it has been a busy time since my first post. I thought I would share with you what has transpired concerning the ministry, blog and my new book. I will be the first one to say that social networking is a new and sometimes strange world to me. You meet and speak to people via the internet that you have a meaningful connection with who may be thousands of miles away. It excites me that God is using this ministry to reach women at home and around the world…just one more reason that I stand in awe of Him, the Creator of all. Let me share with you…
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Author’s Note
Hello, my name is Sue Nading. I am writing this blog and book as the culmination of a journey that began many years ago. I have a passion to see women from every walk of life healed, set free, and living the life that God predestined for them to live. Through the pages of this blog we will explore and walk through issues that for some of you will be the first time acknowledging this part of you. I will share my journey of healing and restoration with you as we travel this road together. I am very blessed to be happily married to my best friend, Randy. Now for…